I'M Fed Up With This Nasty Life!

I’m fed up with this nasty life Which is just a series of sorrows, Which has no happy yesterdays And no hopeful morrows. There’s cure for a man who gets Injured with swords or arrows, But nothing can cure the poor man Who falls victim to your eye’s arrows! For, sharper are the arrows of your eyes N’ matchless are the bows of your brows! Your hair puts clouds to shame! Your lips beat the rose! Your smile is quite a lightning! Your face like moon glows! You say you'll bless me tomorrow. My dear! Never come tomorrows! My heart is so much grief-stricken That I only know or God knows. Though sometimes I’m seen smiling And some times my face glows, But the tide of tears that keeps Rising in my heart, none knows! May God grant that it never happens That two lovers ever turn onto foes!!!