Overflooded well base
Its fenced view reflects in dream
From inside the fencing, frothing
one hand passes the key of the most
Familiar to her from far off,
that too, in the dreamland.....
Today, avialing the secret-key
crossed all limits, stripped
the foamed spider-nets one by one
to set eyes on the sensitive organs,
and plunged full length with ecstasy
The dream sketched the pictures
on the trouser and white bed-sheets.....
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem