I saw a tear drop on the rose
as the day was drawing to close
Grass in the garden started to die
& out in the darkness i began to cry
Promised to honor me, to love, to obey
but each vow was a plaything which she threw away
my love was like a flower in spring which grew on
hers was like leaves in the winter which withered and were gone
my bleeding heart drowning in wine..
still beats for her even wen she cannot be mine......
as the day was drawing to close
Grass in the garden started to die
& out in the darkness i began to cry
Promised to honor me, to love, to obey
but each vow was a plaything which she threw away
my love was like a flower in spring which grew on
hers was like leaves in the winter which withered and were gone
my bleeding heart drowning in wine..
still beats for her even wen she cannot be mine......
2 comments:
Hey appa,
last two lines have moved me.so touching...
waiting for regular updates...[:)].
The second poem was too good....It really meant a lot to me..u know it why I guess......???[:)]
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