You remind me of my pain
you make me act so insane
Due to the one who left me disdained
But you're not mine
Sorry if i'm projecting the hatred towards you
I know you're innocent but there's nothing I can do
i wish it never occurred in the first place
But you're not mine
I met you the last time at the casino
You had no ring on your finger and u quietly ordered for a cappuccino
Later in the evening you left in a limo
who am I to complain? Cos u're not mine
I decided to use today(being valentine) as a chance to tell you how you've literally become the mastermind behind my fairy tale
But I got closer only to be disappointed by a diamond ring on your finger fitted so well
It justified everything that u're certainly not mine
You ll forever remain the valentine gift i never had
If u need someone to talk to, just run to me for a hug
After all, some people will always be in our hearts
But never in our lives.............................................
It's beautifully written and well articulated. I love the organization and tone of write. Good work my dear.
Roulette is my game and I wear a silver necklace placed there by my grand daughter (age 4) I enjoyed the read
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
this poem is very touching. Ziba= means pretty in Persian my mother tongue.