After a long time I felt nervous I had butterflies for days...
Not like former shortlived but I felt better in every way...
With these traffic of thoughts in my mind I feel like a mess...
There are lot of things going on I don't know what to confess...
Confused, it becomes very hard to Tackle any test...
Recent events make me realise there is no place for me take rest...
In my dream Our days together is all is see...
With this feeling of guilty I don't think I'll ever be free...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem