I have no land, no home
No job, no certain aim,
Wander wherever I like
Do whatever and whenever I like,
For life I have no care
For death I have no fear,
For food I have dry bread or date
For drinks I have two sips of wine
For sleep I do in day or night
Often a mount is my companion,
I have no rest, no comfort
I am a dauntless vagabond.
Vagabond is Vagabond again dauntless vagabond, Dear poet, you have mainly pictured a dauntless vagabond, All together it has been a great poem, thank you for this extraordinary poem,10
A meaningful write. A wandering life through the eyes of a vagabond...very well penned.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Vagabond an excellent poem full of wisdom, I like and love this poem very much, this hss been my favorite poem, it so a great poem