Thru the jungle of your sleep
I had a passage of my dreams
You had a bookish face
I had a school bag in my hand.
(Translated by Samina Amjad)
Youth an exciting time, no time to pause. Today my school bag is still full, but I study at a more leisurely pace, yet life is good, I'm happy. Bob
As Byron said: 'The days of our youth, are the days of our glory...' Sweet memories Naseer. Gotcha. Cheers. Subroto.
Naseer Bhai, I am your fan. Outstanding poetry. If you were to publish a book, I will be the first one to buy it. Rajesh
Time will have us all, but we will always have the gift of imagery. Beautiful write, Naseer. Warm regards, Sandra
Such power in so few words - I enjoy these thought-provoking and stirring considerations of yours. Mark
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Ah youth, if not for the memories, i'd think i skipped mine :) Thank you for sharing.