mi first poem on igt alone on the the bench i sat with a heavy heart recollecting old memories all those god times all those times,those unchanging times it seems to still where i sat wish to relive those momnets all those good times it ended so fast i was blinded life seems to be low as i crawl through i will remember as time is unchanging forever
i belive time is the only thing which changes ..... if a straight line never ends its always a circle; this is how i think time is ..... not alll things were expressed but poem was gooooooood.
