Again, again, again,
I am at rest, without pain.
I have no suspicious or fear,
'Thank God', I declare,
To go anywhere, I see the nature,
animals, birds, countless creature.
Seas, greenness, rivers, mountains
Farms, plants, trees, plains,
Allah prevails goodness in my house,
To open my eyes and browse.
I am absorbed in the honest greenness,
I escape to the arms of space whiteness.
I am alone to listen to the sea,
I eat delicious dates from palm tree,
I 'm surrounded by flowers, butterflies and bee.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
What a lovely feeling. Hold on to it. I like the poem. Mohabeer Beeharry Read my poems sometimes