Life moves on,
Like a lake;
Always flows,
No obstruction can halt;
Sustains all hurdles,
Endures pain and sad;
Yet finds way to move,
Non can stop;
© Sadashivan Nair
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Nice poem, Sadashivan. But the words written about a lake would be more appropriate if they did relate to a river. Thanks a lot.