What I Got
Numerous nears and dears I got
So, lots of pains and fears I got.
How shall I thank you for your love?
Say, for the wealth of tears I got.
I shared my secrets with my friends,
But from them only jeers I got.
I must do now what I need to,
And not count on the years I got.
Darts from sharp tongues do make me cry,
Sometimes I curse the ears I got.
Copyright © Safi Yani | Year Posted 2006
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