Cool air and Cool breeze...
Hiding my pain and grief...
With all tears and hurts to bear
Making me wonder why am I here...
Days are strolling by...
Every inch and every while...
Should I linger silent...
Faking my heart to smile...
For the wait to come worthwhile...
Standing under the warming sun...
Make me fly by giving me your one smile...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem