Everything is over and done,
Despite what I thought.
I know its possible to be without,
It's better off this way.
Before it was as if the situation was a string,
Holding so much tension,
When it finally snapped all the pressure was relieved.
Like the calm after the storm,
As if I were in a beautiful place,
A warm breeze blowing the hair off my shoulder.
Only somewhere deep inside me,
I wish it was your gentle hand instead.
But, within seconds I'm back to reality,
Left with nothing but the unforgettable memory.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Only somewhere deep inside me, I wish it was your gentle hand instead. wishes are so true in our lives. reality is another. may all ur wishes come true. thank you.