Wish I get reborn in your heart,
Would ye spare me a little space?
I assure I'd be me apart,
And try my best, lose my old face.
It's our love that gives me the nerve
To ask, my life is at mid sea,
You might feel, scarce do I deserve,
Yet, give me chance to deal with me.
Else, let me throw in my towel,
You'll see how bared innocence spell.
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Tongue-in-cheek | 01.10.18 |
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
t's our love that gives me the nerve To ask, my life is at mid sea, You might feel, scarce do I deserve, a poem of self reflection potraying the inner innocence..........thank u. tony
Thank you Dr Tony Brahmin,