I regret my past,
as it was very harsh;
I nearly ended up suiciding,
but she came and saved me....
She helped me recover from the hail,
and so here I am- standing out of jail;
but still I feel guilty,
as she left this world leaving me lonely.....
And now, standing infront of mirror,
searching for her image there;
tears roll down my cheeks,
as this love is her valuable gift; a
and all i say-
May her soul rest in peace......
hey fren here you expressed the feeling that came upon your heart. your poem is good and try to write best poem.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
very expressive..keep writing... Fahim