Few journeys never end.
Few memories never die.
Few wishes are still lying inside.
Unable to convey,
Few days are so empty,
Few nights are hard to spend.
Like ever rising waves in the sea.
Few passions never descend.
Unspoken words echo in my ears.
Unknown desires haunt my mind.
Few moments are lost with out trace.
Few remain forever in heart.
Few people go away so soon.
But few in life, never depart.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem