It is a running Train
No station or junction to stop
Never peep into the lovely Moon
Or a beautiful Face
It never get sick
Nor take a sleep
Only it do run
Run and run
It do not weep
Even for a moment
As small as can
When a Heart do
Stop the Beat
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
never get sick.... but can make us sick, nice poem: -)