اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
A rose of sigh
Is fading on my knees
Of thorns incised when
I broke her down the trees
A shout so quiet
Is shivering in me
And from the far
An elegy
Passing hurts
Like fragrance in a breeze
Is still nourish
My elegy
Sowed the sorrow
On my skin
And broken vows
In endless silence
But the try
To repass
Were a sigh
Just drowned in me
Carry me
In due course
A wee bit reverse...
