Yes, I see..
The rhythmic past about you and me..
You might have found better than own..
Never think, I am, Without you, alone..
It was totally your turn...
But at end, those lessons, I learnt..
You never stood by my side...
There was always your axe to grind...
Gave up everything even for you..
Still I am real, it is totally true..
No hope, no regret, memories no more..
I am still alive in my deepest core..
All I need is time and space..
I am always a winner of this race..
My love never learns to be fail..
There is no end of this tale..
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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Thank you sir......