Strangers pass around me;
They who are my brothers, neighbors, relatives;
I have no obligation towards the person...
...who stops...
...and tells me: 'I know you',
I tried to look into his eyes...
...to see my pic;
And not finding me there...
I took my way back...
...and walked through the crowd...
...without looking back;
When he realises...
...his ungratefulness, and his betrayal...
...He will return to where I wait;
When he sees me...
...he will give me a big hug;
Tears will roll down my eyes...
...and I'll forgive him;
Who will I be?
Who will he be?
We'll not exchange regrets!
MyKoul
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem