I have to let go
no longer can i hold on
its all like chasing wind
like fetching water into a basket
crying over spilled milk
I have surrendered
no more will i cry over you
no more will i be sad,
lonely because i have you no more
Its time to redeem the lost time
the lost years, the lost opportunities
I have to forget the past
hold onto the future
and enjoy the best that is here for me now.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
when you go out and try to preserve water in your pocket without being stored in a bottle, it's not a nice work. Letting go of nonsense is one of the best decisions in life. Nice work here!