I would be time.
You were the space. It
happens in scars.
Back and forth, I will
touch your absolute truth.
Bruises weep.
All the comings
and goings were vague.
Who will stand the ground?
" All the comings and goings were vague who will stand the ground." An intricate life song, philosophical as also intriguing. Thanks for sharing.10 points.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Such a perceptive piece of work, sir Satish...