Yesterday as i was awalking through the lane, i saw the whole picture as clear as day, i saw the fire in your eyes that fades not but fulfils the desired, and the doves and pigeons singing sweet songs come to play, all the things in my life that seemed to have died, are the things i couldn't leave without, you have taken eyes that saw my tomorrow, and leave me in sorrow, despite all odds, you'll always be, my immortal, love.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
smooth form here lovely poem indeed