I even forgot the color of the waiting chair.
I can't even able to explain the meaning of waiting.
I even can't recognize the smells of that world.
Because you built me the world smelling the beautiful fragrance I never smiled.
Am under your arms.
Am at your world.
I arrived at my destination.
That is the reason for me to say waiting is over.
Poem by munyai ndidzulafhi patric.
INTERNATIONAL POET
BEST LOVE POEM
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem