Sitting under a lonely Tree I think how I made this mistake. Thinking about my love Story the one I could never make.
I fell in Love One day you see and was as happy as could be. All the time together were we I thought she was made for me.
Until I came to know one day she was a flirt all the way. She left me in the middle of the way and broke my Heart in everyway.
I sit now under this tree you see, thinking of how she could do this to me. Still this day I believe in LOVE but which is Pure and Clean as DOVE.
So be always careful in the start, or you will end up with a Broken Heart.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Love is a sin and love is vice, god made us men and our goal is supreme sacrifice, chasing a skirt can result in eventual calamity, therefore my friend, life must always be guided by sanity. Someone rightly said, 'Women and whisky have always cared less' so deviate your senses from these merciless killers, and fill your broken heart with motivational fillers. End By: Poras aka Sunjay Aka Pete (LOL)