My Heart's Greatest Weakness: Poem by Changez Ndzai

Whom I am to judge a lady badly,
Forcing her to feel pains so deadly,
Though am wicked can't leave her sadly,
Before I comment unto her I think vividly.

What comes out from my mouth isn't rudely,
I do swallow my pride so soddenly,
Neither my action doesn't come suddenly,
But romanticism is my soul and heart nudely.

Lady's feelings can crumble fadedly,
So they need much care and keen torpidly,
Better I loose money than loosing her pallidly,
That's why I choose my word unto her shadily.

They need sweet words goodly,
Convincing tips and heart food gladly,
But poisonous tongue arrows them madly,
Can destroy your relationship timidly.