Before they left Indian Continent,
The British Government threw their horses
In the sea.
Still now, at the dead of night
sometimes we hear them neigh
In India, Pakistan, and Bangladesh.
Our public opinion responds shockingly
As if it just got electrocuted
And hides the face
in the filthy blanket of the ‘Company’ reign.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The more I hear about the British raj the less I like it. Thankyou for the enlightening poem
Thanks a lot, dear poet. I'm really glad to hear from you.