the tiffs and tussle
we had during
our teenage days
i still recollect it
comes crashing into my mind
the precious moments
we got to spend together
we wasted on senseless squabbles
now that we are at the
two ends of the land
we pine and yearn to see
each other
but miles of ocean and land
keep us at bay
when will this waiting end?
i am waiting for that day
our love will certainly bear fruit
one day some day in the
days to come
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem