Be Wise Men
It was one morning,
in the mist looms,
the face of the woman
that carries a not so winsome face,
possesses a warm smile
that attracted me to trust her.
The lustre of her skin,
and her glorious smile
forced me to dream,
and break my heart,
one time, second time.
The nice figure of her,
and her nice bums,
made me a crazy guy,
laughing and laughing,
all the day!
The next morning,
i got a dream job,
that changed my life,
to plan everything,
that can paint my love!
but loneliness in my life,
had its swipe.
I planned to take one girl at my home,
to paint my life which was dull,
day and night !
but i failed to know the truth
that regrets are bound to come,
as soon as my love reached at the end.
This act changed my brain,
and forget everything
that men are pompous,
who likes to flash,
the flashy stuff.
They swayed by the good looks,
and forget to know the truth,
that the ugly women in love,
possesses the beauty of heart,
that endures to posterity.
Copyright © Sekitto Herbert Grace | Year Posted 2006
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