Having heard the whales talking about the mass destruction,
No death will remain death, it will be a relief,
My wife is sleeping at the bed of ocean,
I am looking at skies and asking,
Shall I be fit to love her, little I know about the nuclear weapon!
The silence of nature is making me afraid of impotence,
Modern technology and invention of new medicines,
Has resulted in growth of population to the danger mark,
To reduce us nature may use the man made weapons,
There is a limit of nature's infinite patience!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
beautiful owl we all are why have you o poets left the path which leads to salvation only of death you talk that is known to all who come on the earth to walk we all have to our lines chalk walk and erase those memories in the balls of time reclaim the passed as and when without observing the distance of events we had past has no meaningful sequence why be blamed of delinquency you have y, , ,