Written when I was 16
Hide she 8n many a sea,
He glanced upon the seaside, saw. Ought at tide
And looked she, but could not see
And so lovers games, each lay blame
But whom may know, how lovers games can go,
Then their aims are but lovers games
To each a dangerous deceitful foe.
Go on they like this, mistakes amiss,
Love decaying tame game, lovers seeking self fame,
Still images eternally kiss, unfaithfulness,
None may blame, these two in their lovers game
Poetry by vidura rambachan
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Written on 2023-01-30 at 07:51
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Lovers game
Hide he in morning hideHide she 8n many a sea,
He glanced upon the seaside, saw. Ought at tide
And looked she, but could not see
And so lovers games, each lay blame
But whom may know, how lovers games can go,
Then their aims are but lovers games
To each a dangerous deceitful foe.
Go on they like this, mistakes amiss,
Love decaying tame game, lovers seeking self fame,
Still images eternally kiss, unfaithfulness,
None may blame, these two in their lovers game
Poetry by vidura rambachan
Read 126 times
Written on 2023-01-30 at 07:51
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