when chocolate day come
on every 9th February
i remember, how she refuted
my chocolate gift
though she always passed all her sweets
sitting side by me, as a good boy i used to take
was it my ignorance or plain heartiness
but i truly say, i had no intention
except to share chocolate sitting by me
but i took an oath
not to offer any chocolate
especially to heart breaker
as known to the world wide
i experienced
the earth sliding from my feet
at her one rebuke
She gave to hide her heart, thus she proved a lie: 'tis better to give than receive. Bad hearts are often best givers. On the surface. Beware the best giver. Thank you for that insight, Ramesh.
Lovely how you recall a moment of heart break in your youth. I think all of us have these moments of strong emotion. often in a distant past they tend to get something sweet, something nice. I think time helps us to see the true meaning of things.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
ramesh rai] douglas scotney: Your comment is extremely beautiful than that of my poem.