His old days
I saw an old man
Totally dejected and lone
It envied interest'
I thought of asking his best days
"Dear grand" good evening
I come here daily for walking
I find no one to talk
Old love to listen to your jokes
Yes! Yes! Life has played cruel jokes
It was destiny's best stroke
I stood ground well
And now I can definitely tell
I saw shine in his eyes
He was ready to try
With his experience
And reveal it at once
No, I was young too
And saw terrible ups and down to pass through
But time separated us
Now time really troubles
Next day I found his absence
I became tense
I enquired about his presence
Someone told me about his departure with peace
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I would like to translate this poem
Next day I found his absence I became tense I enquired about his presence Someone told me about his departure with peace