Neither your way nor my way was separated in the first place
One connection was only bend for time to time
Virtual of you is still picturing inside of me
It may raise my question of you, yet still I keep it inside
To you I return or not, it will and always be a good memory
Again when we keep in touch, the spore has begun to spread widely
By: Arfin Majid
Is she like a fungus or maybe bacteria? Is she calm of full of hysteria?
It is just metaphore..not really like spore you mean to be: D Spore means feeling in my concept. she is calm rather than hysteria :)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
''when we keep in touch, the spore has begun to spread widely'' interesting concept thanks for sharing, Arfin