A poet said about a brook
man may come man may go
but i go on for ever.
Human life is like a brook
in natural phenomenon
flows ever and ever
the waves of ocean - seas
does not know any bound
ceases its phantom
on the bank of thee
like to brook, river or
or stream
flowing over the mountains
and fields
overcoming the rocks of
obstacles
does not impound the cherish of life
retains the life on and on
humming on all the hindrance
the wind is blowing on and on
has it stopped ever the creation
has the mountain trees
not came in its path
ransome melody never ceased
does not impoverish
the refulgent of wind
the wave of human life
is like ceaseless waves of
wind and stream
never knows any bound
The obstacles of human life
does not impoverish
the current of its wave
the human life will prosper
more and more
in a definite way.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem