A drop with many thoughts,
Drop at a fruit's shop,
It's feels like a bed,
Where the red colour set.
Wanna go that place,
Where they make their secret base,
I know it's dark,
But dare to start.
A dog chases a brown cat,
Where he see a big bat,
Dog amazed...
And quickly caught the right train.
Although, I listen that melodies sound,
Where the drop makes their own sound,
A pit of a brown chocolate,
Caught my eyes,
I wanna jump in,
But my mom calls me and I say, 'I....
-khushi pandey
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Attractive course of narration, beautiful poetry. Enjoyed reading.