Your fate is that
you will have to shoulder me
till doomsday
From the day one
I am recording your fate
on a miracle paper with
a miracle pen.
You do not see me
But I do
Sometime I feel
I should show you
what is your fate
After all we live together
for decades.
But my fate is
I can not show you
the report I am recording
till the day of judgement.
fine lines you've shared........fate of yours and the one...Thanks. Take care always
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
fine poem..good write