I never doubt of her skill
She resizes the goat, her father won for bravery,
Already made Its head and skin detached
Just, wait and see:
How does she reshape it to a skeleton!
Well penned poem. A short poem, but capable enough to featuring a nation's sufferings. A very good job done.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
brother Rahman with some words you have penned a big thought
Thanks a lot for your realization and a great comment. wishes dear.