I love to travel but only to see
New places – no repeat visits for me:
No institution or act or thing
Holds my interest after once seen.
Want to reach the place,
But not spend time
In what people generally go to.
The thing dissolves in my hand;
The perfume lasteth for a little while,
The place soon shall know it no more.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem