Autumn breeze makes everything pale
The ship is drowned which once had set sail
Alone I wait for my day deed and sin
I see the mist touching the cold water
Hereafter everything will change
She shall live her youth and I the grey matter
Must see helplessly those that come within her range
Obese, ugly, tartered skin cover me like a shroud
My undying pain shall give me a heart of steel
But will her love carefree to all shall make me proud
That I have the robust heart which can't beat nor feel
This is wonderful, beautifully written. Do read my poems. Thank you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
इक नाम क्या लिखा तिरा साहिल की रेत पर फिर उम्र भर हवा से मेरी दुश्मनी रही if you can englize this piece i will love to sink on the ship but before that do read my poem MOMS SMILES All read it and returned her smiles new poet dost