Dreams

There will be no more birds on earth than twelve cities.

Sleep is broken in this dream

There is a fire in the dark sky or in the chamber

The killing of all the birds has turned black on the eyelids

Glowing feathers fly in the air

Sunburned only open sword

The mouth of the three-piece trident is built in the Himalayas

Snail snails are just snails from all over the country

A turbulent turbulent water rushing from the source to the estuary

The vulture's ears cracked with joy

Yeh to pahela jhanki hai.

Yeh to pahela jhanki hai

The jaguar is literally shaking in the air

Dream India is another car inside the dream.