Lovelorn Poem by Omar Osman Jabak

I have a friend whose name begins with an 'm',
He hopes to own a Mercedes or a B M,
He loves a lady, nice, beautiful, but shy,
He says she thinks he's a gift from the sky,
He always says she loves another guy,
I tell him 'pay no heed. Keep aiming high',
He is so proud. His head is in the cloud,
He's crazy, and insane.'I love thee' he says loud,
His love for her is hidden and cowed,
Had he loved her, he'd be happy and proud,
I always advise him not to show his pain,
For that will not make him win or gain,
Her heart nor will she be just or sane,
Her carelessness is clear and plain,
My last comment on his conduct is inane,
Because all his attempts are in vain.