The Poem of life,
I scoured through the words, to tread a poem. The memories became the words of my poem. It flowed like a river, Old and new,
Do it right now because this time simply doesn’t come back for ever
Do it right now because this time simply doesn’t come back for ever
I scoured through the words, to tread a poem. The memories became the words of my poem. It flowed like a river, Old and new,