A walk to remember forever
A walk which sings a thousand songs
A walk which still creates waves of joy,
Those tiny little steps
One after another,
Seemed like the beacon light
Of eternal happiness focusing on us,
A moment when the past and the future seized to exist
Like every beginning has an end
This walk had come to an end,
A walk which felt like a million moments
Was indeed a matter of minutes,
Which had gone past
Like a flash of light, in no time
Engulfed with a cloud of melancholy
It's just a matter of time that, it rained,
A walk which is worth,
Worth taking a million times.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Wow...I would say exquisite if rather i had a better word to describe it...Good work Sharath I loveit(A great way to decribe change from exhaustion to worth eventuality) !
Thanks a lot pal