TRAVEL
O Traveller!
don`t stop now in the path
There still remains much travel
You can not measure the distance
of life and death
Who knows?
From where and till when?
has started this travel
and where it ends
travel is life
Your poem reminds me of the lines from Rober Frost famous poem Woods are lovely, dark and deep But I have miles to go before I sleep.......... Good Work....................
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
travel is life well said....