He had this neighbour
Lovely, lithe and sweet
In her whispering talks,
Following her walks
With his eyes, all the while
Not able to talk his sentiments,
Of sweet love he felt for her
Dreaming of getting
A date alone with her
Yet afraid to speak to her
He kept his love
For his nieghbour
In his forlorn heart.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Hi Ravikiran! Nice write! He should go borrow some sugar, that would work? A * 10 *! ! Thad