Love through
Friday, January 31,2020
5: 19 AM
Love through family
or on net lively
it gives not only pleasure
but its memory is treasured
we meet and chat
talk and laugh
share the things
and try to bring some kind of harmony
no. it is not fake
it is sweet cake
both enjoy its test
it is one of the best
we fight and feel sore
next morning again together
no tears but grief has taken over
with one sorry and come near
the world is so small
so we give call
never to separate
and never to seal the fate
it is dreamy land
but we become friend
no end is in sight
as we feel it alright
Hasmukh Mehta
it is dreamy land but we become friend no end is in sight as we feel it alright Hasmukh Mehta
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
but we become friend no end is in sight as we feel it alright Hasmukh Mehta