Oh, live enough
Stop this, playing around with us
We do have a lot and a lot
Our tragedy increased and increased
Our hope was lost and stolen
Our days were mixed with our nights
Here we are in our valley
lost our direction our way
No one guide us
Tears filled our place
Nostalgia takes us back to our pastf
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Our tragedy increased and increased Our hope was lost and stolen Our days were mixed with our nights....so touching with outstanding concept. Beautiful poem.