I can't blame by gone
It is already done
By cruel hands of time
Miss it never any time
Go by what happened in past
Allow them to flood and last
It serves no purpose
As we have no choice
No doubt, it serves as pointer
We were all happier
That what we are today
But we have no other way
It was missed opportunity
With lots of blessings from an almighty
Things went wrong and we moved on
The life struggle was waged and seized upon
Love to think about silently
And talk about presently
Compare with golden past
But come down to present very fast
I like it Clyde Land12 hours ago but it cold do with a little rework. Comment +1 Its a little too muddled for me.
johndoe doe12 hours ago You say your past was wrong and than its golden.?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I can't blame by gone It is already done By cruel hands of time