By Tom Abdulali (my pen-name)
Winds of the past have torn through my soul
No regrets I have -- either big or small,
If I had the power to turn back time
I would not rewrite or reword a single line
Of my story. I wouldn’t cross you out of my life,
I wouldn’t take back a single line,
That I wrote in my letters. And let that time
Be a part of memories, so precious and fine,
Even though you are far and forever not mine,
You are part of my world, so bright and divine,
Non-existent, but precious. You’ll always shine
Through the wind, through the storm and the walk of time.
The past
© Copyright: Рустам Абдул-Алиев, 2012
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