Author Dina Nath Nadim A road jumped into a lane; darkness was rooted there. Two doors closeby whispered and laughed when they saw the road. If spoken the talk will lengthen. The flowers shed tears below and the sky was starry above. [Translated by Arvind Gigoo] Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 No votes yet Rate Log in or register to post comments