I was trying to mend
my mutilated poems without you.
Sometimes a nimble hand hurts.
When you cheat on the
truth. I knew you were not made of
same element like me.
Age has caught up with
my pains. I cannot revolt against
true love. Beauty is always cruel.
Beauty is never cruel, Sir, Beauty is always Most Beautiful and sits in our hearts
Excellent poem, most deserving as The Member Powem Of The Day, Sir! 5 Stars full for this beautiful verse about beauty
Exquisitely expressed thoughts and feelings. A beautiful creation...
Age has caught up with my pains. I cannot revolt against true love...that's true sir except the last line! Congrats! !
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Beautiful expression! Thoroughly poetic...top score