I'd loved a lady so much that my mouth couldn't bear it any longer with the weighed heart and betrayed the heart. I'd told her how I love her and wanted to be with her: How I see her composure embroided with her beauty and girded in witty words. My love was so stern that i'd even made up my mind and told her that i would want her to be my life partner. But she was not concerned. She was disguising, she was not straight with me (though she pretended she was)and whenever i phone her she received my call with a bias tone, which could be insinuating: 'What does he take himself to be that he would want me to receive the call'. And by all that i still persist in love. Then sooner i discovered that perhaps she's downlooking on me or she's not prepared. So, I made up my mind to stop my call which I did. But as i stopped, I'd seen a friend of hers that I've been developing a strong liking for and who in return is recipocrating: Perhaps she wanted me earlier!
Was What I had to the former love, and have changed?
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