The man sat under the tree by the road side
Lost in thought the picture so clear
Passersby to and fro stare and hiss
A waster who has no direction and destination
Yet he sat still and gave no ears to none
With a smile on his face he sees Canaan
None other but the man of vision can see
Remaining focused he will surely arrive
The tomorrow that will confound the wise.
(Thursday 11th, June,2020,1.40am)
When we get lost in thoughts, we are in ourselves. For there isn't a better companion. Nicely expressed. Full rating
Sometimes we find ourselves in the crossroads were we get lost in thought. Nicely penned
The visionary is often misunderstood. A well written and lovely poem.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Focused in one's dreams, he would achieve them..