when she packed up all the things she owned,
and telling me; good bye and
gave me a warning,
my life without her, will be nothing.
and now years passed, I'm getting old
and my feeling are changed
now i found that, nothing happened, bad in my life.
she became nothing after she left me,
I made something special in my life,
bcuz no one in this world is as nothing
every one has a privilege in life..
we just need to keep honesty and belief in life.
then who can make us nothing.?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem