The moment you hold my hand,
I thought it will be forever.
But I was wrong, reality was different.
Now only I realized, you was not holding my hand,
but making me as your support only to pass the rough part of your life.
The moment you left, I found myself in
the deepest part of the dark sea.
Then only I came to know your true colour.
but I will not blame you, it was me and my
fault who fall in love with you.
My fault of building hope by believing you.
I thought life will passed easily with you.
But now it seems, I here as a punishment.
cutting every moment of life,
is like standing in between the wild fire.
I know one day, the fire will change
completely into ashes.
And will get scattered along with the wind.
That is the day, I am waiting for.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Great poem like it. A great write.