No suffering, no sorrows, no pain
No summer wind and no pouring rain
The pages of love have been closed
The ship of love have sunk in ocean
My love to you was not reciprocated
I will wave goodbye with no regrets
I will not rush and bow down to you
I will not surely ask you and humble
I will always walk proud and tall
The autumn leaves will be crisp and dry
They will fall down and blown in the air
You are now just memory in picture frame
I will not notice you a second or minute
Even if your shadow in moment passes by
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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