Life is here to forget
Birds forget and fly
The Sky forget and remains
I forget but not love
And it is love not I
Who is here with you
All days in sun and in moon
And again and again
I come here and go there
And I forget the names
The places the sights
And you remember me
Call me and I feel my
Presence with you
Life is here to forget
Not you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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