The Walker On The Lonely Road.... Poem by sambhota wangpo

Sadly, Oh! Sadly
The walker on the lonely road walks.
He is a luggage on the hands of a poor coolie,
He is an ant on the road of an extreme lonely.
He is a tear that flows from eyes of a mother.
He is a lonely that walks alone towards the further.
But he never makes a judgement
Swiftly walks without any comment.
Pleasantly, Oh! Pleasantly
The walker on the lonely road walks.
He is a smile on the face of a beautiful girl.
He is a love that shines on the fancy pearl.
He sings smoothly with the lively wind.
He is a whistle that whistled by wind.
But he remembers the tears he owns
That falls from the eyes for aeons.

Oh! Sadly, Oh! Pleasantly
The walker on the lonely road walks.......