Riddle poem-5
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I can run but never walk
I have a mouth but never talk
I have a head but never weep
I have a bed but never sleep
Yet never do I feel tired
Life to me is sweet, green and gold
I pass through meadows
Happy to see cool cows
And leaves falling green and brown
Upon my breast and crown
While through woodland
I come across rocks that impede
Swiftness of my speed
Though never do I mind
Day in and day out
Racing and racing without
Stopping a little to attain Nirvana
By merging with that wide, eternal place of heaven
Now can you tell who I am?
Sometimes wild and sometimes calm
River, of course. Learned this riddle as a child. You might enjoy my Logic in Rhyme series, parts 1-5. Well done.
Loved reading this sweet nice poem on river and the way you presented it.
Yes it's a river......Valsa.....your guess is correct.......many many thanks for your comment.......
This I think I can possibly guess right.... It must be either a river, a brook or a stream! Very nicely composed and arouses curiosity!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I enjoyed the poem and had fun guessing that it spoke of a river
Many many thanks......Kelly........I am humbled