MOVE ON MEN
By: Chan Mongol
You may sleep together;
But the soul of one isn't there!
Her soul is somewhere;
Her fantasy goes for another!
To love should be natural;
Why fantasy, why artificial?
She can't be your lover;
She is your Nightmare!
Faster descision is better;
And just get rid of the traitor!
Some make and some break you;
This is allover so true!
You did too much for her;
She turns to be a betrayer!
Free loaders get no conscience;
They are after your finance!
Too much love can spoil her;
Your love makes her a prisoner!
You don't match with her type;
Move on men with your precious life!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem