Not Hard, Nor Easy.

By Batulzakirhussain

More often I remember The times which made me feel good No matter how hard I cry Some things are good at time Worries buried, and the I smiled Thinking hard about the stars That shined brightly in the sky The hope increased They smiled I felt like in heaven That the times I smile.

How happened everything That was going fine Hoping that the sorrows Would not affect inner mind. However, the scars are fresh The wounds are deep, But the time forget Strength is more, How far everything goes The time makes us travel more.

By Batulzakirhussain