Straight hair and whitish face
Lever person with great Base
Aim the same, same the hobby
Crown of society walking through lobby
Loved his life to be known
Seeds sown fruits to be grown
No matter comparing to twinkling star
Tune of walking as sparking guitar
Loved the nature for its tidiness
Offset seeing turning madness
OK! Yawar what was the mates name?
naming Ree N uu the doubts same
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem