Frightful Sound.
Dormant thinks sound of thunder,
The awe- light: light but not.
Instant darkness-increasing light
-enhancing power..!
Who raised hands in the immense darkness?
A close girlfriend?
Wrong idea,
Who broke the door of the blocked sky?
Millions of stars treambling;
The sky is overcast with the extra large cloud of ignorence
However tatters
Drizzling of ‘Shayam-kalyan' rain...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Great write dear poet.Heart warming.