It does not matter
You love or not
you can't stop
changes to change you
because time never seeks
your permission
to pass on
You know this truth
and so do I
But both you and I
have to learn
to smile at the time
passing by or already passed
to avoid
the ugliest reflection of our face
in the mirror
that both U and I know as
"Depression"
A refined poetic imagination, Puspanjali. You may like to read my poem, Love And Lust. Thank you.
Beautiful presentation on depression. Nice collocation. Thanks for sharing.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
to avoid the ugliest reflection of our face in the mirror that both U and I know as Depression Lovely poem shared. 10