Soaked to full
my heart and body
shivering with cold
I saw the child
the infant beggar
licking at the leaf
of a wasted banyan tree
a little food and few tit bits
sticking on to the adhesive plate
poor thing hunger biting its walls
acidic profusion doing its calls
I was sad, that the rain has wet me
I am sadder still that the little brain
is drained for just a little food.......
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
a very touching and expressive thought Good Luck and please continue the efforts do not give up any given point of time