You said, it is high time
I should go.
I said to myself
It is high time
I should go.
Life turns its leaves
Chapters write themselves
Contacts and relations
Small wishes and big dreams
Jostle for space
Dreams remain always dreams
Words remain unsaid
Silence says its words
Half said sentences
Write full meaning on hearts.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Good poem on life mind and relationships. Tfs