No guilt for escapades please.
no blamingme either, in defence,
we two are victorious,
swam the turbulent
high ocean of youth with ease,
at blink of an eye,
Therewas no onlooker,
we were our onlooker,
as everybody everybody else"S,
in this silent sojurn,
we say hip hip hurray to each other,
Remember, life and lemon are same,
sqeeze it in right measure,
lest while seeking zest, you hit the zest.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Life squeezes all the time rind and all. Finally, no juice is left.++10
Thank you Robert.You are my only source of inspiration for my poetic perspiration..