the day of my mother death

In a day she was alive
In the next day she was gone
i could never forget
i never know why ?
every things is leaving us always far away
and we stay loenly ..mesrable for ever
all we got is just some memory
that has no meaning any more
in every sun shining day and singing birds
i remember every things about her
her mesrable smile...her long black hair...her pains and tears and saddness
hee every things just ends...
thats owrite now...the happiness were never the end
and the fact...just the saddness and the pains and suffring
and the tears ...is what things ends always and the only truth
in this life...but the big love that i curry it for you
mother ...had not gone with the day you left
the hard winds that it blew at the end of winter from begining of
year 2004 ...still so cold and chaking me from deep inside by memory
that it become today apast rest in peace in the forgetting time.