Where is she?
I am here, see.
I am searching her in the world,
but everyone hurled.
Thinking about her along the staircase,
A thought came, does she really cares?
Days passed, and one day I found her,
but she ignored me saying she hates loser.
I was lost in deep sadness,
crying on my madness.
Decided to move on without her,
Suddenly saw a coffin in silver.
It was her, died because of cancer,
left a lot of questions to answer.
She left me so that I could forget her,
But she forgot I can't forget my dear.
Still, the things are same,
But without her it's like a fake fame.
Never will be able to forget her,
always, as best person of my life I will refer her...
NICE POEM...! ! ! well i guess i know for whom you have written this poem..! ! !
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I don't think so.But anyway, tell who is there in your mind?