Many more birds
Came and sat there
On that leafless mango tree.
Many more nights
I spent in the middle of
The waterless river.
Many more dreams
I lost in the yellow morning.
Much more truth
Came to light when we
Reached the judge house.
Many showers of rain with
Many rulers were in the dock
And we wanted to watch the play here.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Many mor birds, many more dreams, many more, many more truth and many more...... whatsoever...very astutely shared. Beautiful poem. Thank u sir.