She comes and she goes
Like a short whiff of wind
Sometimes sad and angry
Sometimes lovely and kind
She loves me and
I think she loves me not
She has a fickle mind
Her love stays at ifs and buts
She does not reveal
What goes on in her heart
Though we stay near
Each other we live far apart
Is it so. Then it's time to understand and fill the gap leading to horizon brilliant. Beautifully woven.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Excellent poem. Send her to Zim. We know what to do. Great poem.