Why say I love you,
When you really don’t care,
Why say hello,
When you really mean goodbye.
Don’t tell me your feelings,
Did you ever have them,
Why hold my hand gently,
When you meant to crush my heart.
Don’t write me poetry,
It was meant for another,
Don’t look into my eyes,
Coz it was always lies.
Why do you say---
I was “going to---“
When you never meant to start,
Now promise me,
You’ll be true,
Tell me all this was not true.
14-07-2008
hi anju really interesting... love which is not shown is as useless as the gold cions accumulated by a miser...*10*
Incerdably inductive. Excellent ending! Well done my friend.10+++
A sweet little poem full of the feelings for the beloved! Remarkable simplicity stands out.10+
nice piece it has really touched my heart................10 out of 10
You see smoke with no fire I hope, watch his eyes when he tells you his story if they twitch write him off with another great poem like this+++++++10 regards
hi anju another smasher u have tucked in here... beauty simple...very touching and romantic..nth its surely a tenner cheers
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Hi Anjali. We all look for the truth in what people tell us. no one wants lies and you have summed up this point very well. thanks for the read Regards Dave T.10/10