What is borrowed,
can never be owned.
I return the leaf I borrowed
so I can raise my tree,
write my history,
and lend out my leaves.
Returning the leaf borrowed is very interesting sharing here in this poem that is very deeply shared....10
am impressed with how you have made out the emotional attachment those words carry.thanks for reading Kumarmani
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
What is borrowed, can never be owned. Good writes, when one barrows, one must returns.
Thank for your appreciation Rosie