where are you, my angel,
why can't I see you anymore?
(It's too cold in here)
I would like to reach out my hands
to you again to feel your presence nearby.
(your warmth that touched me just as gentle,
like petals that circle in the air and then touch the cheeks)
I wish that moments like this
separation would never come again,
but, in the end, we have no choice,
because our life is an inevitability.
(there is always a place for parting)
like a chameleon that can't restore a lost tail,
in these times, that's how I feel.
(I've lost you-a piece of myself that I can't bring back.)
I dream that I will return to "being a gecko",
which, over time, can reclaim myself part of himself.
आप पढ़ रहे हैं
Where are you, my angel?
कविता"your warmth that touched me just as gentle, like petals that circle in the air and then touch the cheeks"
