When it was time for journey all the world is in the past.. Though the wind blown, rain drips through and the earth will drowned.. There is nothing will left the whole world is swept away.. Except the mark that he left inside her from the very start,
It will never be swept and fade..
What he left in her heart will remains in the heart and live forever...
how can a blind man explain the expanse of the sea to another? love is also like that sea... 10+++++++votes
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
let's forget the regrets of the past and live in the excitement of the present, AZ...every midnight will fade away paving way for the bright light...that's revolving life... sad well expressed feels fill up the lines...impressive write...10