The Weary Traveller Poem by ANJANDEV ROY
The Weary Traveller
In the stormy night
The weary traveller got
A cosy shelter,
He was alone there,
He said to himself,
'Good night! '
Soon he found great peace
And satisfaction in his mind,
He whispered,
'At least I am here
To accompany myself
In this lone region,
That's crucial, '
Thereafter the tired traveller fell deep asleep,
Next morning he woke up
And found bright sunshine everywhere.
Excellent......Finally he got what he wanted. Next morning he woke up And found bright sunshine everywhere.
A wonderful poem dear Anjandev. Very nicely put. Top score.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/26/2024 9:56:46 AM # 1.0.0.1119
SO is the life, we live each day and die and then again start afresh till finally we will be called back.