All the time that touches to me
Sing your name and thought of thee.
How could you claim
That I would forget your name?
Our study is balancing
Like a span.
Our career forwards
Like two sides of a road run.
Till last exhalation of life
You can forget me
But I don't can
Not as a class-mate,
I want to remain
Not also any thing
But as a poet.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
True friend. I like it. It is not possible to forget. thanks.