Hey krishna...
I am singining incessantly
are you not hearing?
are my attempts futile?
i gave you a crown of peacock feathers
i gave you a bowl of cheese
even the cows and koels in courtyard listens attentively
then why this avoidance?
is it to test me?
what else i have to say?
what else i have to sing?
at last dusk has come.
moon and sun faces each other
i am standing here aloof, alone.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem