A Coward Lover Poem by MALIK FURQAN

Craving for you am i
My heart's only fragment
Only issue of my limbic
Makes it muy elegant
I am at the edge of despair
Heart of mine aches a lot
This war needs to be fought
Though you taught me a lot
Oh my love, can i win you
As i lost myself in you
Valorous of us are you
Naive of us am i
The cruel winds are strong
Roots are dim of my lavender
People may get it wrong
Oh God, put down this pickle
No proviso, not even a stare
Now when we are grown up
Still for me it feels fair
Would that i take a stand
Ah! the coward i am
Let's see what is imminent
My dear pretty madame