Escapade to mountains;
To Trekking;
Loved the gush green;
Climbing up-down;
In hot sun bath;
Tanning skin and baking flesh;
But adrenaline built;
Simultaneously worn out;
Rush to exitement;
And weariness of the moment;
Sometimes things are exciting;
But physical limits barriers;
Stoning all our way;
Life is like trekking mountains;
Here we are finding levers to the boulders that limit us! !
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem