Our first day was my birthday
Not because i was born on that day
But my future had a past on that day
I'll never remember how to forget that day
Because it counts far beyond birthday
I saw the trembling saturated lips
Casting out a bunch of nip words
Words that galvanized my keenness
I could see the demise of my fort pillars
It was that day i knew you're my weakness
I can still reminisce about your catwalk
Unpitiful exhibiting the lust ark
Be a back talk or chalk talk but i demand to talk
I Declare that you make people think i'm weak
But i don't mind that for you i became weak.
You became the literature of my life
Inside you i found the true color of my life
And the portrait of my dream wife
You are the romantic story of my life
If we defeat death i'll still choose you after life.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem