It hasn't been long, but it feels like ages,
i know we spoke, but your are plenty unturned pages.
All the beautiful things I see, reminds me of your face,
all my senses takes the toll and my heart just burns in your craze.
It must be kind of annoying, when you are so much determined,
you didn't explain the reason and i am still confused & unconvinced.
you spoke all those words, i don't know how with so much ease,
it still haunt my soul, fills me with grief and the universe seems to freeze.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem