Love me
You said
But why would I give you the weapon with which to maim me?
I look into your eyes
They should reflect me
But I see a man laughing and walking away
To come back begging and laughing again
For all the anguish you rained on me dear John
I should flee or become a nun
Or become a fiend and seize my pound of flesh
But the once leeded heart is weakened by your sweet lies
Even when the truth meets me in your eyes
Oh dear John
Give me back my heart
Or come back for good and stay
My heart is unwalled please sit still and stay
I know what you are
Your bearer told me but did you acquiesce her
To come haunt me over and over again?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
what a nice poem and nicer subject, I mean the note of poet. I really like it.
Thanks Hassan. That is true, though it's 'over', it goes on mentally.