Lawrence CH Hiun


A Dream As A Traveller


I have a beautiful dream,
A dream As a lone traveler,
For being a lonely traveler

To see many beautiful places,
To see many beautiful scenery,
To see lakes, rivers, ocean and mountains.

Travelling is my Passion,
To experience other country's culture,
food and traditions

To meet beautiful and friendly people,
To make friends around,
Just Like you and me

Travelling is my life
Just Love the travel freedom
To see the world alone
As back packer

Dream of a traveler
To write and share my travelling story
As a lone traveler.

To travel around the world
To go to the most remote places on earth
Give me the best excitement and amazement
Good for my soul and life experience.


14 March 2012

Submitted: Wednesday, March 14, 2012
Edited: Wednesday, March 14, 2012

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  • Kee Thampi (3/17/2012 4:44:00 AM)

    really a traveler of loving world with fun of capitulating..
    A dream As a lone traveler,
    For being a lonely traveler (Report) Reply

  • Lawrence H (3/14/2012 6:18:00 PM)

    My passion in travelling since birth. Travel makes me more open minded and learn many things too. So write a poem to reflect those experiences. (Report) Reply

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