There.....there.....there....
The great thing is there,
It's not here,
They think so
And run towards it
With their covetous eyes,
But in vain,
When they reach there,
They find that important thing is not there too,
This way they are deceived again and again,
Still they do not learn a fruitful lesson,
They commit this blunder repeatedly,
Even the wisest writer fails to convince them the truth.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem