It's may be of rain,
A unforgettable pain,
A tune of forsaken soul,
A saga of unreached goal,
Hatred turned to indifference.....
But, I find no difference.
Play, any tune you want to,
Life will churn nectar, I know.
YES! And we seek the nectar everyday until we are full of it! nice! !
Play, any tune you want to, Life will churn nectar, I know. A lovely write.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Life will churn nectar. Beautifully said. Not everyone seems to know it. They all see the poison that precedes the nectar.