Riddle poem-4
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I dream and dream
Of islands and highlands
Of meadows and woodlands
Of little waves with melodic sound
Of a river sliding downtown
Under the stars and sun and moon
I dream to be in places strange
To see girls wearing pink and boys orange
I dream to say so much
To my Mom and Dad
To my relatives and friends
But I speak silence
I dream to play game
I dream to know her name
But I speak silence…..no one me understands
I dream of a sweet maid smiling at me
Of a young lad teasing me
But I lie here desolate and bed-ridden
Living only in dreams
Can any one talk to me
To fill my eyes with tears
And can you guess what I am
So earnestly beseeching you to me care
No idea who this silent bed ridden, desolate beauty is.......! However, this much I know for certain..... A beautiful poem!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Beautiful poem. But couldn't get the answer for this riddle poem.