WHO CARES?
Strangers meet and fall in love
Make promises to be together
Till death do them part.
But when comes trial of love.All
Promises become like writings on sand
Or floating clouds; go with the winds
Leaving behind autumn's gloom.
What to talk of human even birds
Migrate from withered trees to green tree
To make their nests.
Why to blame the world.
When it is the ways of the world.
Who cares when self interest is supreme
Everything is an option and not an obligation.
I did receive a letter from her
when opened found itblank
Of course there were few tears drops
which explained her helplessness
Did write a letterin reply but
couldn't post, when opened today
after years found the ink still wet! ! !
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem