I dreamt him,
He was muttering,
'Dear friend!
I am here,
Don't ignore
My little stature, '
I tried to embrace him
In my great vision,
He receded farther and farther,
Finally he disappeared,
So what?
Still I honestly felt.......
I had won him
In my pleasant soul.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Thank you for sharing this bravo-worthy poem Anjandev