once I loved your open hair
once I loved your ear rings
once I made comment on your make up
once I smiled on your naughtiness
now nothing
you just forgot my love
when, made you sleep in my arms
you crazy just said 'forget me'
don't you think anymore
what will go through me
whether my wound will fill ever
When I will be able to manage myself
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem