The Love In Time Poem by Misnia Bahri

The memory of love that place in time
The beauty the pure love that capture
In the heart of a person
The years pass so swiftly in a naked
of time of the year, never ending love
at heart

Somehow the pain heal which wash
with forgiveness and free the pain
and no more fear of insecure which
which break the heart, somehow the
pain escape its wound and open up the
heart once more and loving each others
the same way

No matter how many peoples try to bring down
Knowing that they can't ever break your happiness
the love will grow more stronger, when other girls
seem to changed caused it wasn't perfect
But the true love will always be in the heart
It not from the gift of expensive
Pure love is the real demimonde of pearl

You found yourself loving the one who touch
your soul and heart that can't be broken
You found the one you need the most
The place where your heart belong
No one can ever take his place
If a men loves you they will buy the ring
instead if wasting time

How ever the young women loves her men
you can see it easily by the heart
that once be wounded and stand to love
like never was there to be bleed
Real love is the last words

But men rather escaping with words
that lead a real women to felt unloved
with an empty words, and almost let her
walk out of his life its funny how the
men can never understand the real women
heart they end up making the real women
walk out