Promises? What are they?
Simply just a word used for dramatic effects
No one really understands the importance of that word
You tend to break them all the time
I thought you’ve changed
Promised her you wouldn’t speak to that witch ever again
What’s so special about that witch?
All she’ll give you is pure misery
And bitterness
Things change, people change
I wonder why you’ve stayed the same
Some say “a change is for the better”
Indeed its true
Like every other night
I’ll wonder myself to sleep
I’ll try to let this bitter truth get the best of me
Because I know, once it gets to me
This unwanted pain would go away
And just before I sleep
I’ll wonder once again
What are promises and how you’ve fulfilled yours..
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
We must keep the promises we make.Good poem.Well done.