Travel Poem by Sambidhan Acharya

I like to go in such a place
Where all the flower bloom
Where no flower withers
And no tree is left fruitless

I would love that place
Where the sunshine all day
Where all the cuckoo sings
And no carnivores lives

I want to travel there
Where nightingale show the way
Where golden apples grow
And no city vehicles are there

I want to place myself there
Where no people kill each other
Where no one is seen hunger
And no pain would seen to all

I want to go to all that states
Where all will live happily
And I can sleep well
And all the religion will live in harmony