Bravery deserves honour
But sometimes the cowardice
Deserves still greater
When you find a sweet girl alone
And your hidden barbarism
Want to create a scene
But you stop to think for a moment
And your trembling cowardice
Saves you from a hellish descent
When you find a bag full of money
You feel sweetening like honey
Your hidden thief activates your senses
To work your hands
But you stop to think for a moment
And your fearful cowardice
Saves you from an avarice
When watch a cute lovely baby
Unattended by any heavy
Guarding and careful eyes
Your empty pocket cries
To add some spice
To your life with a ransom
You look like a snatcher here and there
But stop a little to be aware
Then your logical cowardice
Gives you a fair advice
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
After every few days Mathur writes a poem that others can't.