A Poem Made By Him Poem by Sultan Maulana Akbar
A Poem Made By Him
That answer from thou
Feels like sunken in a frozen lake
Leftout charming love of thine
To whom shall i whine
The unplayable poker played with the warmth of our hearts
Shall become a painful remembrance fo' us
Both thy and meine hearts
Still grasp each other fo' sho
M'lady our love was an ace
Now 'tis a game we both loathe
Now cards of love are scattered
Found the King, but where's my Queen?
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