</>Were are you running?
without rest
I want cover more
Before the sun set
What would you like to be
In the endless sand grains
A seperate Identity
Beyond the idols
Let me do so please
The son is setting
Oh! you acheved
Your own six feet land
The real winner!
Its a breed, dear poet Who always long to be ahead of the rest Wants create a mark of excellence They feel restless to see those who are ahead The 'Run' for the cause... to lead Don't ask them where We can't digest their reply We can't match to their eloquence. Let them run, sure to be tired one day To see what they have left behind. Good one... You need to touch up this write here and there.
Very profound. We are all sunset travelers. It is just that some of us reach the west before others do. More than worthy of a ten. Always your friend at poemhunter.. Sandra
To run away from reality and shadows that hunts us over the years...nice written piece in profoundness! ! !
Who runs? Running from death or something? Good piece Vinod!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Rocking horse winner poem.......very well written and articulated......