Thursday, January 18, 2018

Sometime I think in sole about your cold kiss



SONNET  491
Sometime I think in sole about your cold kiss
Lake of emotions and looks like a dried leaf
Another love in your heart O MY cute Miss
Thus you mar my love and increase my grief
You are my friend or foe, what is you to me?
A lover or a traitor lover, what should I call
Think in lone what I said when you are free
Your love these days for me a bitter gall
O Lady! More better than friend an wise foe
Two lovers in heart a crime against soul
The first gives pleasure, the second gives woe
False love falls life a dried leaf without goal

When a woman gets gifts her hearts turns to falsity
Looking at this site weeps from the sky love deity