Sun is wandering and wandering
it is still finding someone, somewhere
sun never becomes hopeless
days, months, years, centuries have passed
sun is still travelling, without stopping
it is yet determent to get it, s goal
whatever the difficulties are on the way
sun is dare to face
abdul razaq
28 march,2008
And so it is. On its way. It is best we know not its destiny, nor ours. GW62
A very nice poem about the sun, along with your others. You are making headway and building up a nice collection. kat
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
yeahh razaq...........we can't live without the sun forever...............