How do words evolve into a poem,
Look, try to identify...
Man himself, tangled in the web of letters.
Did you hear...
Is it the sound of iron Or blood spilled on the soil?
Don’t ask the blacksmith about the taste of iron...
Ask the horse, who has it in his mouth.
Transalation of a Hindi poem (kavita) by "Dhoomil", read my other blog FAlANA-DHIMAKANA for more...
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