She never asked for a dime
Nor did she for my time
She never envied other's diamonds
She kept the pact; broke no bonds
All she wanted was respect and trust
And whispers of my faint love each morn
Wondrous it seemed too much; now I mourn
Indeed, our planes apart, it did thrust
And I offer to do things not done before
Respect, time, diamonds… to be loved once more
But she is deafened by whispers of true love
By him who had had no place with my dove
Oh see, my dear, that I will you hence adore
For by letting you go, life has been sore galore
Great piece of work! Thanks for sharing this poem with us. So, keep on writing that, we may also learn from you. E.K.L.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Absolutely brilliant poem man, you never really know the value of what you have until you lose it..great poem.