In my memory lane
i wandered to and fro
to pluck the flowers
of my idleness, when
I'd be enchanting myself
I emphasis on my preluded moment
which are sanctity of my life
those are compliment and mystery
that survived my life.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I emphasis on my preluded moment which are sanctity of my life Really one wonderful realization and excellent composition shared. Awareness and awakening both in one point.