Been there done that;
Life's been a bit of rhyme.
I have been traveling for sometime.
Born here brought up there;
My mom was busy,
So someone else tended me care.
From childhood to life prime;
I have been traveling 4 sometime.
From rain sprinkle to scorching heat;
From country's capital to dalal street.
From shrill noises to soothing chime;
I have been traveling for sometime.
From meander to know;
As seeds I sow;
From reach to arrive;
From seek to strive;
Tapping my feet on life’s rhyme.
I have been traveling for sometime
To blessings from curse;
To bad from worse;
From empty pockets to a loaded purse;
From tap water to bottled lime;
I have been traveling for sometime.
From crawl to walk n walk to run;
Life's actually been a fun.
As I stop to catch a breath;
I feel like traveller;
Between life and death.
This has alot to offer. You have thought in this. It makes the reader think. DC
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
To Dallal Street that was a marathon--- As I stop to catch a breath; I didnt feel like traveller; neither between life and death, cos I knew all along I had someone like you, To ping pong me, When blue Or when I would go wrong -10 anjali