last hope of mine is the fact?
but least is my time, to spend....
but when we had the more..
where where you my friend?
i saw you infront of me
i was only a handspace far
but you and me just avoided!
for what it matters just ego for me!
now God is in court, passes the ball
no time to play, but its we on same side
so lets play game of love..
but my friend its peak to depart..
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A good start with a nice poem, Farzana Fathima. You may like to read my poem, Love And Lust. Thank you.