I tore the filthy pages
of my life,
threw them over the stream
to oblivion.
'Let these be gone
life to be beautiful.'
But
they returned
for the story
of my life incomplete
without them.
life is garden of various flowers they all the flowers without flowers the fragrant garden is incomplete o let them come back
Memories gone by! ! ! ! Throw my past away! I need a new life. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
That is the reality of the life. A nice poem indeed. Thanks for sharing.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very good. We often wish we could rid ourselves of certain passages in our lives, but is easier wished than done. This poem keeps talking to me long after I read it- -the mark of an excellent poem.10+++++++++++++