Though our acquaintance was brief
And we shared just a little view
And now we share a lifelong grief
U had changed, like it’s not new
Innocent look, a bad mind unseen
I fell for the fancy words you spoke
Promises and presents lovely and preen
But my very trust you broke
Gifted I thought for having a friend
And swelled with pride of knowing you
My little joy ride had met its end
For good people are rare and few
I still trust the people I meet
Hoping to find a lost morality
A friend flawless and sweet
Of all good and genuine quality
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
almost friends have been really lost in a long street while trudging the path with them so long some bubmle bees, reckless leech, betray too still in the legion`s street ahead we may meet souls yet noble too, .............lovely poem by the friends. still it narrates the lucid grim..........well penned,10+, thanks for sharing