Why to live without those, who we love most?
Why to spend days in memories of those we love most?
After every dark night, dazzling morning follows
after every sorrow, happiness grow, , ,
The world we live in, is full of mystries, , ,
which are discovered by only few fellows
Phases of life teach us surely!
we've to retrun the smiles that we borrow
We trust people and understand them well
but never know who'll hang us to gallows.....
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem