Many a words I may not speak,
But, dearest, you mean the world to me.
Do not think I play any trick,
And don’t fill your heart with jealousy
Never a girl other than you do I see.
Copyright © 2013 RAMU DAS
Many a words I may not speak,
But, dearest, you mean the world to me.
Do not think I play any trick,
And don’t fill your heart with jealousy
Never a girl other than you do I see.
Copyright © 2013 RAMU DAS
Naught she cared when out of love I touched her heart
But, alas, out of lust when the son of a gun touches her bosom,
She cries: “Oh, darling, once more, oh just a little more.”
Tell me, oh friend, how can jealousy not play jealousy’s part?
Then, off I go from her, and brood near the silent shore.
Shan’t I love a stripping whore, but take delight in being lonesome.
For love, much I did: once, twice and thrice
And lo! She told me a lie then lies after lies.
Copyright © 2012 RAMU DAS
Your betrayal has opened my eyes
Though your opinions, all of that you think of me, are naïve
But as always, I’ll try to be nice
And I will forgive you, for forgiveness is the quality of the brave
An eye for an eye is not my policy
What good does it do? Oh, it’s just a human fallacy!
Don’t ever pass to you children, the legacy
Ultimately it brings pain and misery
Innocent are the children, pure and godly
You, the learned! Your attitude speaks volume, and my sentiments, it offends
When your children learn to be amoral and when their mind you corrupt, they act madly
Like now: what you are doing, your jealousy and ill will has no ends
Copyright © 2012 RAMU DAS