Without A Tittle Poem by Emma Adamyan

The subject of that letter was 'I understand... why you don`t understand me...'
And I bursted into tears,
I thought 'oh Lord........ if not me then who does...'
It`s so painful when you stand, but no one can see,
I felt so much confused, for it`s so hard to decide,
If a person is bad or if he`s just not by your side...
But tears kept falling
And the old lump held my throat tight.
How would you handle this, I`d ask your advice...
When you believed once, then was mistaken
And now you`re just frightened to be lied twice,
When your bunch with pardons has become empty,
While you`re asked for more than twenty,
When your endurance has reached its peak,
But still you aren`t let to be weak
And the reason of all these
Doesn`t understand how foolishly
He made of himself a summer breeze,
But even now that he`s lost more than he could,
Instead of showering with gold,
He keeps drowning her in cold.
Calling himself a true friend,
He still doesn`t get-
There`s nothing he could mend,
Not knowing in his thirty nine
What was supposed to be called a true divine,
As well as in his almost forty
He hasn`t learnt
Where it`s clean and where it`s really dirty...
Taken too many books read he hasn`t got,
That a smart man isn`t the one who reads a lot,
But the one who`s knowledges are helpful,
And who`s deeds are not shameful,
And before asking for her support review,
Be interested how much she was given by you.
Now tell me, if a person could live speechless more than half of his life,
Will he ever talk, or want to?
The answer is even if he wants, he cannot do,
For as a Chinese proverb says: 'There`s the right time for everything',
So here`s my warn for those who could live without love long enough...
Don`t dare to love someone who was created to laugh!
Don`t touch that person even with your glance,
In order not to spoil another`s chance,
For if you do spoil, you`ll be punished by God,
As He doesn`t allow his gifts to be thrown...
I think, no need to go on,
For the truth is exactly shown