Only holiday
Yes I am robbed of
And deprived
To look at the nature
As I remain busy for future
I got to earn
And return
With some earnings
And this brings work from early morning to late evenings
I look at no trees
But feel free
When cold air touches face
I think about god and seek bless
It has become delicate
And needs good luck and fate
You go in morning and come back late
It is always worrisome to keep date
Yet, we are fortunate
To carry on and relate
Even though it is not easy to feel relaxed
Only holiday provides some relief from being chased
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Yet, we are fortunate To carry on and relate Even though it is not easy to feel relaxed Only holiday provides some relief from being chased