now i m all alone.
quite solemn....
i cry..
but no one is here to wipe my tears.
why not as before.
now..
all blood relations.
most trusted friends all have been changed.
the bondage which i developed.all have been changed their equation with d passage of time
why not as before..
what was my blunder?
why the time cursed me?
sin? ?
why the thread is broken,
in which i stitch all my beautiful relations.
why not as before..
why? ?
every thing comes with its expiry date?
oh lord..
why not as before..
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
everything comes with its expiry date, good one. universal truth.