Pity me for loving you,
For I had kept nothing for myself.
I had thrown away every honor,
Had laid away my soul.
Mountains of pride were just wrecked down.
Dreams were shattered.
Time were spent only for you.
Giving you my all is all I wanna do.
Pity me for loving you,
For nothing has ever left to me.
The moment came when I realized,
That my love has made me a slave of you.
I wanted you to choose me among the other company of men.
But when I look my self in the mirror,
I concluded,
That I’m ugly in my own eyes for not winning you.
.., robertallan.fernandez@yahoo.com..,
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem