I was walking all alone one night.
I went some distance and saw a fight.
Of a dumb and a deaf for a kite.
The dumb arguing and the deaf listening.
I went near and saw the kite glistening.
I went on walking to the city.
On my way I saw a kitty.
She was small and very pretty.
She was walking near a lawn.
To catch a colorful prawn.
I then flew up very high.
Till I reach and touch the sky.
I flew between the clouds and saw a big eye.
Full of wrinkles and looking old.
But you won't believe it was of gold.
I took a deep breathe and did jumped inside.
I fell with a thud and saw a crying bride.
I asked her what was the matter and she told that her husband died.
Next thing she know that WE married.
I realized that it is my report card that she carried.
I went fast to snatch it.
But she was strong enough so I got hit.
Everything got blur and I quit.
Next moment I woke up and looked around.
I realized that I was sleeping in play ground.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem