People change and lovers become estranged...
and yet the heart is slow to let go...
and the mind torments the longing soul...
so what does one do with a fading dream?
maybe endure the darkness and the lingering pain...
perhaps until the sun shines through the skies again...
The wound heals in time, though it leaves a scar yet the pain shall be gone in due time. Life has to move on!
See its the wrong knowledge that unveil the wisdom and that will take you to vice
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Thank you, marvin brato and Aftab alam Khursheed.: D