Thursday 13 March 2008

Katchi Poem 3

Ha ow windhis,
ata ow udiwindis
Tu ker anye muke chonle?
ow wings ugarthis muke pakranle

Munji dost,
Ach munsaathe,
Winje paa saathe,

De mukhe tojo hath....

1 comment:

Sayyeda said...

Yes I will continue to fly,
Even if I get blown away.
Who are you to tell me?
I will grow wings to hold me.

My friend,
Come with me,
Let us go together,
Give me your hand..