TEMPORARY SOULS
Poem by: Chan Mongol
I admit that I am the only loser;
I am older as a Facebook browser!
I miss all but Facebook has only Masud;
Masud Rahim is in my book as a great dude!
From the baby class to the upper;
Many are somewhere and living as older!
Two kids got PHD so, they don't care;
Perhaps, most kids are gone forever!
It hurts too much for the lost existence;
For bygone classmates in the past tense.
They appeared and disappeared;
To forget the past fully is getting hard!
Unsatisfied temporary souls, all are;
And I wash my soul with cries, in here!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem