Baby my life is like a bed of thorn
If I had a choice I would not be born.
Oh my love is like a bad heartache
It reminds me always what I lack.
Oh my eyes are like thirsty sand
No one gives me her tender hand.
Oh my nights are full of sleeplessness
Cause my everything is in a mess.
Baby my life is like a bed of thorn If I had a choice I would not be born. Loved reading it.
Baby my life is like a bed of thorn If I had a choice I would not be born. loved reading it
Shows the ultimate frustration of the poet. Beautiful lines explaining the state of mind.
A beautiful poem that echoes loneliness of the heart. A great piece and rhyme.
A brilliant piece of poetry! Fabulous use of simile! I vote this beautiful poem with a 10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
using few words, u described a lot about restlessness...brief & great poem...well done