Lovelorn
Who is thirsty and
weary?
Who need a wash
and a bath?
Let him drink from
my misery.
He will be satisfied
on my path,
for I have created an
ocean on my bed
by my daily night
weeping.
Sorrow scattered my
head.
Should sorrow be my
reaping?
Love seem to be
season.
She changes like
chameleon.
What was the main
reason
that brought this
War of Napoleon?
I thought we were
evergreen flowers
to draw everlasting
happiness.
I thought we were
the happiest lovers.
Antagonists to
sadness.
When I compared
how joy cling on me
when we were
together
with what it be
when we separated
from each other.
I said"my love as love
change
from extreme
happiness to sadness
so shall it be strange
to change from
extreme sadness to
happiness.
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