Every passing minutes
Every breathe taken
Every girl I came across;
Reminds me of you.
Every hanging photographs
Every little memories
Every dreams;
Are saying something about you.
Everywhere I go
Everything I see
Everything I know;
Meant nothing without you
In my skin
In my mind
In my all;
Still images of you.
No destination
Dead end to all imagination,
No sparkles can light me up
If this goes on.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem