DON'T TREAT ME WRONG
O!
What a big threat
In
the ocean of love, my boat had wrecked
In
tears, the whole world my heart has trekked
Hoped
when I join you, I would survive
And
with great resilience, our hearts would be repaired
So
my troubled-blind-soul to with patience forebear
Every
day, with heavy heart, true love in sigh I search
Come rain or shine, I know I wouldn’t be
compelled
If
by choice or would by chance my love accept
But
if not, for sure, I would incomparably vex
Because
I was blind-eyed
Was
thinking my love was on the rise
Never
knew it was long died
I
felt it was always longing to survive
Now,
I wail everyday in distress
To
weigh the bulkiness of your boobs
Within
me, I felt beauty without colours in you
Wished
as I hear of love, I could hold one firmly?
Because
the hope you brought came in so freshly
Then,
my blind heart could again see brightly
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