Certain days are to be spend aimlessly…….
Walking to unknown locations
For the mind doesn’t know its actual destination
That day when I say, looking at blue colored fancy lights
“Soul – lost and found”
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
a philosophical overtone pervades through out the poem, well written, thanks. i f you find time please read some of my poems and leave your comments. thanks,