My secrets of life
Not tears for ever
Not sufferings unending
Nor tavern old
No wine red nor friends dear
Nor love did console
Beloved forgotten
Beloved new
Appearances had much
On my fate to reflect
On my wings unseen
Alas but loneliness
Again a nothing
For the one in love
When whispers die
Diminishing returns
I have lost the battle
Of life to live
By fortune
20/6/2009
You have won the battle by strongest will.......very well penned..........
'When whispers die Diminishing returns I have lost the battle Of life to live By fortune' Yes, marvelous poem with nice idea.10+++
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Excellent write Sadiqullah...Fi 10+++