No one is my enemy, I know it
And I started my journey through
The deep forest with all.
But the moon laughed at me,
The tiger kissed me,
The wind tried to go away
From my bag and I was a bit
Looked grey.
I was in search of the meaning,
Meaning of life here at this time.
Up above the sky the stars were
Dancing silently and I was perplexed.
Who was there I asked myself
But got no answer within.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
If one is not a friend, it does not make him an enemy. I have none either. Nicely penned!