A child’s innocent dream
Xitizko mitra Prakash Dhamala
An innocent child standing amid the traffic congestion
Counts his childhood days of pain, bliss and tribulation
He sometime dreams for contentment and happiness
He sometime dreams for lamentation and distress
He often prays for forbearance and tranquility for us
He often prays for forbearance and tranquility for us
He had been buried in the heaps of despotism as told
Alone in the gloomy gaol of far- far-far-far busy land
Where he was served with pebbly food and prickly beds
Where he was shown dead skulls of his parents heads.
He often prays for forbearance and tranquility for us
He often prays for forbearance and tranquility for us.
He sometime dreams for contentment and happiness
He sometime dreams for lamentation and distress
He often prays for forbearance and tranquility for us
He often prays for forbearance and tranquility for us
He had been buried in the heaps of despotism as told
Alone in the gloomy gaol of far- far-far-far busy land
Where he was served with pebbly food and prickly beds
Where he was shown dead skulls of his parents heads.
He often prays for forbearance and tranquility for us
He often prays for forbearance and tranquility for us.
