The wheel rolling down
The wheel beyond the knowledge of speed
By the side of the alley
Shadowey world dorment under the dim moonlight
None awakened
The Dream hawking himself wandering on the solitary way....
Suddenly the wheel diverted direction
flung over the crest of eternal wave
The universe standstill, motionless
BRAMHA started sleeping inside a niche of congealed pervasiveness.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem