At the zero point we met as strangers
To catch the limelight as stage performers
You went ahead of mine
I was left to trailing behind.
Was there animosity or anguish
Was there envy or ambush
I could have crossed you within a mile
Better I let the fate shoot me or just smile.
There, behold, my love runs fast
I can't touch her bust
There, behold, a lightning sparks
putting my desire free and farce.
Gone with the wind her love and lust
Forbade me walk fast
She is the winner I am the loser
Time is the judge on bar.
Destiny laughs at why do you trend
All starts have its end
When you end up I am still slow
But steady to loose you and your no.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem