When you were present,
Your advice pinched me like thorns,
Every question for misdeeds
Meant like you were being over possessive,
All those guidance you gave me,
I followed nil,
My ego came in front when you hold my hand,
Even I embarrassed you when you guided me to safety.
I realized how big fool was I,
You walked in razor edge,
Making me walk in bed of roses,
Why every fault is realized after committed,
I miss your words,
And is nowadays in tears,
Please come back I pray to god.
But, once one goes from life no one comes back.
A lovely tribute to a loved one you miss, now that you regret what you did not do. Sad but worth a read! Preets
A sweet but mournful dedication to loss of love and companionship, and a looming regret that may accompany, and punctuate, it. An emotional read. - K.
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I would like to translate this poem
You are blessed with simplicity man.Keep going.love to read further.