Still searching for her!
Forgive me my strength,
For this woman left without any trace.
She said her last words,
And that was the last time i saw her;
As she walked out of my room.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The pain echoes when the heart start to remember the past...how strong muscles are but all are weaken by heart that are too demanding sometimes...but dont cry, till sun stop coming then hope is nowhere but around.