The Lesson Poem by Sandra Martyres
The Lesson
All dressed up and no where to go,
This is the story of Nina Row
For weeks every evening,
She has been standing
Waiting for her fiance to dropp by
Her long waits just end with a quiet cry.
For he does not turn up at her door
Little does she know he is settling an old score
She had won the top award at a Music rendition
A feat that perhaps diverted his attention
The surprise that she could challenge him
In the world of music, greatly angered him
And in his jealous mind he did contrive
The best way, his point home, to drive
Would be to keep her unendingly waiting
With promises that would come back a courting
While he is busy massaging his wounded ego
Her young radiant face is beginning to lose its glow
men are men...when will women come out of their skin to know their worth!
Nice story, thanks I read it, so this is how things happen.10
a nice story...but i think the girls are smarter now.they know how not to be on the receiving end
any experiences taught us a lesson...thank you and i am reminded my friend, , , your poem touch my etiquette...so wondeful in any manner thank you and God bless you
your story reminded me of the famous movie, 'Abhiman', starred by Amitabh Bacchan.....Men must learn to digest and rejoice women's success..Good Write.10+++....
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I would like to translate this poem
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How sad and how typical of the great 'ego' Sandra...excellent interpretation of it...thank you...Fi 10+++