He drowned in a proposal marriage.
They were from opposite poles.
Happily hunting ground they do hanky-panky.
Bridegroom thinks of his former lovelorn lass
And the bride dreams of her brave archer.
They live forever under a one roof
Like obedient husband and wife.
After the litigation who will have the last laugh?
Nimal, unfortunately, the state of many marriages... very well done! Brian
A very sad poem filled with yearning and elusive dreams. This poem speaks to me in the language of sorrow. Kindest regards, Sandra
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Ummm! leaves me wondering, so many exist under such terms, very sad, hoping for a change in feeling Very profound Love Duncan X