You live forever in hearts of ours, With boiling verses we all feel smug

TO MY PASSED LIFE

Abruptly turning pages of my life book,

I began not to regret to my passed life. Instead of smile, shining laugh I took,

If I had to love, I was dizzy with love.

What's my wear, silk, calico or brocade? Except soul wealth, I didn’t care.

Life that embraced me is the sun in fact, A new song is demand every dawn here.

I get used not to regret to my passed life, I don’t want to see the same as my life.

I loved,

I fondled,

I separated,

I suffered,

I knew what esteem is,

That’s how to live!

Ways, villages, behind the seas,

Sometimes, my way is by ground, by air, by sea. Earth is various as shred, either life of human, Thoughts are different, different lifestyle.

My companies are intend, song and love,

I'm alw^ays on the way of sun or land.

Even, if the night takes dream prisoner, Tomorrow will carry my ship too.

I’m still blind to control the time,

The way carries me above the life and land. What I wrote, all of them related to life,

It’s trembling of my human soul.

An old man, handling bladed hoe, Happily opens water way to his garden.

Water waves like long silver hair,

Pour into the heart of ground.

My heart filling with envy that time, Intend to the water side.

Girl drinks handful water,

Thirsty lips became satisfied.

After reading my poem As drinking a handful water Will any souls enjoy?

This made me jealous!