It wasn’t meant to be good though it seemed to be
As and when it happened it was all for what
May be good may be worse
I did it though I didn’t want it to it be
All the time in the pursuit of what
May be light may be darkness
I dug the whole nine yards
until dawn I dug
I dug for a quest
May be right may be wrong
i couldn't find but
there was a way
a way to where
may be hope may be demise
perhaps you could save me a thought
a thought for what
I know not
It was When I found you
Below the shining stars
But the gleam was
In your eyes
All the sparkling
In your smile
Now It was meant to be good though it seemed not
As and when it happened
It make me drag an inch more
Towards you the love of my life
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Having something definite lovable quest in mind passing through a pretext of words....lovely