Pleasant Days how can I forget?
my aim yet I could not get
Where we have been lost our dears
they never could be meet infect
Stars every night appear on sky
the sun very well knows its act
Why we even lost them in our dreams
we should be open knot of intellect
The time will be coming
disaster, congested, war and mistrust
If could you save this beauty
and want previous days taste
Choose the same way of peace
then we can able to clear obstruct
1 comment:
very nice poem I love this poem thanks being sharing this
Ajmal
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