An individual loved to travel,
A traveler, a sack, cigarettes, shoes and tracker denim,
Moved down his alley,
Smooth, rough, tough, dirty road,
Walked, stepped and climbed on and on,
Green grass swayed with subtle flow of wind
Birds chirped with nature's symphony,
Overcast atmosphere, just made it perfect,
Tipper-tapper rain drops, were yet to meet mother earth,
It seemed everyone awaited hilarious fusion of mud and water,
Then what about the traveler,
Huh, he was irritated since he was unable to light a cigarette,
How fool he was not to enjoy what he could have,
But little way ahead, he saw a monkey enjoying his play on the branches,
Truth be told, "The Nature is a Great Guru",
Cigarette met the ground,
The freelancer got a way out of his depression,
A nature can do what it takes,
Just what a perfect eye can make…
Awesome poem yaar........ A Great future is waiting for you in field of Art......
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Thanks Abhi.... Really grateful