Get Your Premium Membership

My true love

Not a day, week, month or a year, chased her non-stop. I love her, she claimed, she has no solution of my madness, my love is true, she said, you are boring, i feel stress, you 've no dare to express feelings you tried me to bind with a rope, why do i merry you, you are waste and has no hope?

Copyright © | Year Posted 2013




Post Comments

Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem.

Please Login to post a comment

Date: 1/15/2013 11:11:00 AM
Spoken loud and clear, pick yourself up, dust yourself down and try again. It happens to the bestv of us.
Login to Reply
Date: 1/15/2013 6:15:00 AM
...so sad.....but, lovely written Daljit. - oxox // Anne-Lise :)
Login to Reply