Today there is something wrong
There would be must something wrong..
Today whenever I try to write
Letters get smudgy!
Came out running in the garden,
Saw her lying under ‘Lodhra-kusum' tree
All flowers dropped on the grass
Some at her feet;
Her graceful face anointed with tears...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Someday sure has to be like today, dreary as tears, but remember, tomorrow is always here.