We see the rusty leaves falling,
for their time has come calling.
Even the raining clouds stay only a while,
then take away the rain, and our smile.
The sun that gives us heat and light,
dies into the dusk, out of our sight.
Everything we come across in our lives,
leaves us with memories and unbreakable ties.
And when relations are broke and left to die,
we forget them slowly, with the tears of our cry.
We then are left with nothing but a broken heart,
for our love has already torn us apart.
But, Where leaves go,
they again begin to grow.
and When the rain is gone, we have a rainbow,
shows us hope and a new life, We must know.
Into the evening, when the sun has left,
the Moon wipes off the tears we wept.
Even when, in life all our love has gone,
we must remember that,
The Show must go on.......
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
a touching poem you have touchhhhhhhhhhed meeeeee! ! ! ! ! lovely anjali