Go out and experience the world,
Breathe in the fresh air,
Is man born to languish,
And no time to spare?
When will you hear and understand,
The mellifluous voice of birds,
When will you see the pure love,
Amongst cows in their herds.
When will the blooming flowers,
Bring smile to your face,
How will you admire the beauty,
Of nature and its grace? !
Is man born to slog?
Or sit within walls four?
If you don’t experience the nature,
Life will be a bore.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
You have a beautiful nature to love nature. Your verse is like enjoying moonlight. Getting drenched in rain. Swept away of swirling waters. Touch by a beloved. Nice poem. All the best. You will become a very good nature poet.