We shall be one someday,
If I stop in time waiting for you,
But I'm growing,
And you shall advance slowly,
We shall meet one day,
At the junction of time,
When men stop advancing,
And we shall talk in child-like manner,
Jesting that we could have stayed.
Simple yet an extremely sad poem, a sad encounter and just experience: Jesting that we could have stayed. Very touching.10+
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I would like to translate this poem
Very impressive write, Deepanshi. You may like to read my poem, Love And Iust. Thank you.