Hallo sister, I have hidden myself
-where?
Iamherebeneath thecot.
Sis,Ihave hiddenmy rupee
-where?
Here,on the shelf
Sis, I have hiddenmy pen.
- Why?Where?
- I won'twrite.In the box.
Brother, you could notconceal to meall of your hidden goods.
Butwhen you lay hidden yourself
No more Icanseeyou.
Only Ikeep alert my ear
When you will tell me
Sis,Iam here.
Nice poem, Love of brother by sister nicely expressed.10++++
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A pinching end to bubbly start...Nice work.
THANKS A LOT ASHIKA.