homeland
Doth skin maketh a poem?
or does content do true.
why do we caress macaws and flamingoes
why not crows and sparrows?
the treacherous ghazni, stole gold long old;
A thirty and four times......
still little did we realise
A street painter could paint more sense
than did pounds and guineas worth.
what did not do rand or simon
did a bare Gandhi
what couldn't do battalions of forces,
did a mere lathi
Why do the Bible and the others atop the rest?
said a local swami...........
because the Geeta maketh the rest
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem