Your hand is holding mine
I have placed my trust in you...
I let my self with freedom shine
In verses mine; just a few......
I know of life
In peaceful ties
oft impatient to swipe
With a little push of lies
White lies man's weapon
I too tell, in times to save face
Love and care where upon
More to tease and play he stays......
THIS GAME BETWEEN THE TWO
Has seen many a year or more
Confession is in honesty due...
For I humble speak from my heart's core!
**********************************************MaliniKadir
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Holdng hands, beautiful. The problem of the white lies and then truth... Beautiful