What I dream,
That I dreamt.
No leaf in my
Mango tree,
And I cry for
Free.
You are with me
And doing nothing.
Coming and going
Night and day.
Always I hear you
Touching you every moment.
And you are not with me,
At the time of horse race.
I cry for free! ! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The moment brings me to a beautiful world where I am alone with my dream and I am on the track in race.Very beautiful poem sir...I love this one....😃😃😃😃😃