Name an abode worth going
so asto stay there like heaven.
The destiny may just sing
Like the tip of an arrow thrown
to the far end of dead lawn.
The destiny may just sing Like the tip of an arrow thrown to the far end of dead lawn........so touching. Beautifully penned. Thanks.
You have a great way of rendering so nicely crafted remarks. Thanks dear Sir.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
THIS IS A NICE POEM. THANK YOU SIR. I LIKE THIS POEM.