Travel Diaries

Traveling to a different land,

Watching the foams on the sea, dunes on the sand.

Conquering mountains tall,

Hark! the arduous call.

I ventured on a journey unplanned.

The roads were not even there,

Marked by dust and storm everywhere.

I trudged, I slumbered...

Alas! my days were numbered.

But I clasped all the joys in my share.

Exploring the unexplored I went,

Through the meadows and the river bend.

Gazing nature's opulence,

It's wrath and petulance...

My diary had tales with no end.