Nothing in baggage
You landed with empty hand
No family, enemy or friends
It was just arrival on new land
Totally strange earth's end
You were with barren atmosphere
And straightway feared
Parents fed you with baby food
You then felt very good
Later on you grew
And knew
The futility of life's mission
It was full of confusion
You were now strong enough to now
And go
By self intelligence
With clear stance
Life was barren
With no treasure to be taken
While leaving this world
"It was futile attempt" the advice was repeatedly told
Still it was prime aim
And we claimed
To take nothing in luggage
But go bare foot with an old age
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Still it was prime aim And we claimed To take nothing in luggage But go bare foot with an old age
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Gracia Gernale AsianPoet Hasmukh Mehta, thank you for your beautiful collaboration. Unlike · Reply · 1 · Just now