Winter is now near
Woolen clothes have come out from the cupboard
Sun has hidden behind the clouds
Mists have engulfed the sky
At forty eight all alone in this world winter too has reached my life
Now no one praises my beauty
None to look up with admiration as I travel the city
None to cheer me up and motivate me for good work or good thoughts or good jobs done
I have lost this life's fun
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Winter blesses every line, whether it is welcomed by you or not...