In the past
Life was like an iron without rust!
At present
In lover’s corner I am absent!
In future
I don’t know who will be my lover!
In the past
I was slow and you were very fast!
At present
You never wait for me a second!
In future
Shall I remain a wretched loser!
a very nice poem! for sure! and you see your futures don't phyme)) so you should change them)) i tried to put 10 for the poem but the system doesn't work...
you watching yourself in 3 dimension of time...it is like a touching of 3 edges from different corners...and in the middle of everything. Asif, i know you never fail to make us think you are great poet...but keep silence for the future prediction, because it still unseen...keep writing_Unwritten Soul
Nice..the fear comes out very nicely towards the end..kind of completes the poem..
The future always remain unknown. If we knew what was going to happen, I think we'd never get up and live. Everyday is a gift, that's why it's called the present. The past, well, is the past. We can only learn from it! A beautiful poem, Asif, like usual, full of wisdom.
Expectation can be found in this poem, what you were, what you are and and what you may be.....the perception....nicely shown in the poem, reflects the pain, of abandonment.... Keep writing
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Beautiful poem, phenomenal write.