Imagine if shadows could speak,
trees lie down at ease,
rivers refuse to flow,
wind frowns, as it blows,
oceans, mountains could race,
snail accompanies at the same pace
Imagine the two poles hug,
or a fish flight on a rug,
or Grand Pa’s grave answers,
and me listened, cared, pampered; by you,
Sweet Imagination, you are too good to be true.
sweet different imaginations...i have also wrote a poem on imaginations....good poem...gets 9 from imaginative, ASHKA
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I would like to translate this poem
Arre Ashka....tu sweet gulab jamun banane ki bajaye imagination kaise banane lagi? pait nahi bharta imagination se. Kya samjhi? I have also wrote poem on sweet imaginations