The nights are dark, the days are long,
The heart is weak but the emotions are strong.
All things are pale and colorless,
Every situation is like a mess.
Winds are mute and waves are calm,
Flowers are dry and even the palm.
I am walking through the lonely streets,
No one to love and no one to greet.
No matter people around are large or few,
I just know that i strongly 'MISS YOU'
I miss you
Beautiful rhythmic poem. Well penned Enjoyed reading it 10+
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
you are nt just the body...there is so much.....you are everywhere...root coz of misery is desire or mental conditioning....a desire when nt fulfilled leads to sorrow...observe this phenomenon...