The red dog who used to speak punjabi...
Now he lies dead on the road
Vehicles pass by
People kicking aside his carcass
Though he was a philosopher
But after all;
He was a dog...
He knew the language which you don't
He used to speak punjabi
And now his blood blending with his color
It seems that he is lying there peacefully
Thinking deep of some hidden realms
Though his head is off his body...
...Aye! He was a good thinker
But after all;
He was a dog...
11-04-2008
...Aye! He was a good thinker But after all; He was a dog... A nice and simple poem with depth.10++
Excellent poem! ! ! I love it. I am keeping this for my friends!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
beautiful man.....................