A bag of time
A bag of time only
You have given me
And I am using it.
The way of using the time
Though not known to me
I am using it so far
Properly here.
You know, my dear,
How valuable it is
With me, and I am
Using it in broad day light.
O my dear, rest is up to You
And You are the only person in Truth.
Waiting is so bittersweet, even when we try to do it with dignity...
Time to truth..a nice journey.......a bag of time nice poem.
yeah, how true that was. powerful and meaningful. i like your ink. nice one.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A good poem and read it with happiness.