Mountain tops, those uncut yet chiseled rocks
Stunned by the sculpted contours, which shocks!
Gentle winter breeze, swayed in sweet zests
Riding the barren on tandems, are desert fests!
Dusty old trails on the sand, those ecstasies
It was just wonderful, beyond our fantasies!
Thank you family,
You got rid, my fear of the unknown, now I sway
From mysterious shackles; watch me break away!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
hope it is indeed true..