Author Dina Nath Nadim The wind lost its way but a whirlwind caught it in the middle of the road. The leaves swerved and screamed. Satan had entered the fray. It was daytime. [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 Reviews Post review No reviews yet. Log in or register to post comments