Someone said:
'Love was never a word.
Only a shadow
That hides by the hinds of daylight.'
It is true then,
You are not mine.
Someone said:
'Love was ne'er a feeling
To care nor cherish,
But only to fulfill its whims.'
It is true then,
You are not mine.
Someone said:
'Love devours completely
To satisfy groans
Etched by lust and its fingerprints.'
It is true then,
You are not mine.
Time denies its faults,
Truth adores the lies.
How false is love!
It is true then,
You are never mine.
quite sad... but may you find happiness... nice write!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
great poem...i liked the idea! keep it up