Dazzling and beautiful were her eyes
How could I know they were keeping all lies
Trusted her with all I had
Enstranged from I was all somber and sad
Through the pavement I walked downcast
Pondering about the zest I had, when I met her in the past
Seems like she drifts away overseas
Only when I feel like the closest she is
Would've flown a hundred miles to see her smile
But her attributes were all deceitful and guile
Though I miss the way we used to hold hands together
Never in a million years will someone be trusted again ever
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem