The tragedy and agony
Have stopped the world.
The smile turned into blank state.Until, one day, world starts to revolve again
Slowly, I am into it.
Into the world of getting happy
with my new beloved ones.
POEM 62: Slowly Into It
The tragedy and agony
Have stopped the world.
The smile turned into blank state.Until, one day, world starts to revolve again
Slowly, I am into it.
Into the world of getting happy
with my new beloved ones.