With a dusty alley,
We'll go walk to keep hand by hand.
Your derange hair will fly autuam's wind.
I'll look forward to you, absent-minded.
You'll laugh to keep eye to eye.
Maybe I'll lose to your eye's inebriety.
May haps I'll say nymph Nandita you.
You'll laugh and think, hideous lying.
Didn't say lie Nandita…..
Queer you, my love.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
another great write i must say you express so well. Thank-you again for sharing it.