Life is like a rough Sailing boat
journeying in a stormy and wavy seas
trying to traverse the angry waves
in the midst of uncertainty and darkness
Towards the destiny,
Like is like a gliding plane
relying its power in the nature
hoping that it will continue to fly
in the high air despite the fear and trials,
Life is like a rolling trains
traversing rails and passing mountains
forcing its way through the path
praying and hoping it will reach to the station,
Life is like a speeding car
every moment of our life just passed by
like a lightning in the sky
unnoticed, unreflected and not mentioned
experience in the pages of life.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Life has so many pages. These I can appreciate. I hope to read some more of your pages that are more personal.