Mujhe lagaa, I felt
Ke tum, tum Nahee, that you are not your self,
Balkee mere naseeb no, but were my destiny
Lekin tumhaaree mout ke baad, but after your death
Mujhe Kundraat Gandee dish tee hai. I see nature dirty.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem