Traveller Poem by aung si myanmar
Traveller
I did come.From where?
I don't know.
I'll do go.To where?
I don't know.
But, I keep going on and on.
Where is the goal?
I don't know.
Is the journey near or far?
I'm not sure.
But, I keep going on and on.
Where is the end?
What is the end?
Is dead after birth?
Is birth after dead?
I am on the wrong path.
Totally sink in the darkness.
I hunger for the light-touch.
Where is the lamp?
Great, but it is don't know the truth it's rewarded as a traveller.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/24/2024 7:47:23 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Just keep on finding the lamp also....bro..just joking! Great!