If you ever cease to love me
Cease to love me now
Forget old memories, don't
Let plant of love grow
If you like to erase my face
From your troubled mind
Erase me now, and don't in
Love be polite and kind
If you won't like to hold my
Hand again it is good
If you go away without telling
Bye it will not be rude
Don't come to sit on the stair
And call me by my name
You are a bird of many nests
Your heart is not the same
Look at the face for last time
The face you have kissed
I take you into my eyes so that
You won't ever be missed
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A brilliant poem on love and pain nicely podtaryed. Let it be quoted... Don't come to sit on the stair And call me by my name You are a bird of many nests Your heart is not the same Thanks for sharing.
Inspired.Honored. Thanks for reading and comment Sir.