Night
Not always Bright.
Moon
Sheds its Light.
And
Try to Fight
With Dark
In the Park
The Public Park.
Watchman blows Whistle
Takes a Round
Satisfies Himself
Of Clear Ground
And Listen
Silence without Sound.
Ganga Dhar sharma 'Hindustan'
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem