IN BROKEN IMAGES
In the broken images, I saw their faces
and I am still in fear
as my friends leave me in dusky capital
where I spent two years
From them I don’t know what I had gain
But I realized what I had lost,
the important the main,
the love they gave
At that time , soul claps with hand and sings
with open wings,
I fly in the sky, so far and so high
But now they leave me alone
That is why I am still so frown
A terrible present is born
time which is passing is harder than a stone
each second is impossible
Time is surely not at hands
What I expected was their presence
their love is precious, it is never to forget
It’s better if I would never met them
as for that I am feeling regret.
But still I will wait for their word
a lifetime I may wait
not with my will
but through my fate....!!!