With exhilarations do these
Homing paths beat.
With exhilarations, like burps
In rillets animate.
The shock of a bell, too, does
Excite in a street
Hours of algebra peeling
Off joys that gyrate.
Verges the improbable
On absorbent feet.
A garden plot confirms it;
And a placid state.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
One of the sweet memories! Childhood and school.. Beautifully penned! Regards.
Thankyou so much Besma