If I could be wise If I could be wise Then those old trees, Or wait till my lady to see Or only this way I got to breath free. Letting you see what I can see Was never those fee, But why must it cost For lady of now to trust. far away from Those mighty sea As hope was now hard to see, But life of a boat was just to sail As he dies while when he fails. mr.migraine(anurudra gurung) #delhipoetry #darjeelingpoetry #noidapoetry #youngblood #migraine #stillart
