last night i dreamt:
one who was with me can't even realize!
you know, as when we were 3/4
one day, mom went to poschim vuapur....
we came from outside and looked for her...
we wept and went to Shaaker Master's House on run!
1 Km may be was nothing for mom's affection!
That mom is dead as I dreamt Last night!
one who was beside me, or who can realize?
time is in decreasing sense! !
maa how much we loved then!
that feeling has decreased too:
BY a Cruel Time Machine! !
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem