“Past is past
That is gone..
But it’s wound always will be
Always there
to keep me remind…
What mistakes i did..
What innocence i had..
It will remain.
Until new incidents will not be placed…
It will keep me remind.
What i should do?
What should i not to do?
How could I stop it ?
And how could i ignore it?
But Alas! That’s my destiny
I accept.
There is no mean
to mourn on my died wounds
And to keep it alive.”