The pensive mood changes to joy
My heart filches a hand above,
To encounter the scenic view
The Deccan city of purple hue.
The fresco breeze of city hails
The denizens of mutual trade
Mongrel sty were all aside
Hi-tech luxury on vague stride.
Hub bub on Husain Sagar prove
The city promises and approve
People relish old city cuisine
Hangouts entangle their routine.
-Mohd Sajid Ansari
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A wonderful poem with great imagery and obvious love for the place. thanks, Mohd Peace