Bugu a secret
The poems of blue
A secret so true
I remember every day
The memories you gave
The dates we went, the stories we made
A thing and another just to die, just to fade
A lovely memory the natural beauty art
Her whispers told me, never meant to start
A rhyme in those eyes
The sweet memory lies
And to the world i peep
Never too easy to keep
Yet she went away with the smiles she brought
And now she is gone..never a yes never a not
Miss the feel i use to get
A same old regret
A magic fairy bugu
A seceret book of blue
Her name started with an A ended with it
her words the way she talked..how to deal with it?
~Saqib
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem