Bless every person who can love with all their heart…
And made promise till death do them apart…
Study the lesson of love it’s not like in a high school….
Those sweet and bitterness and sometimes cruel….
For every second they giving love to someone, they enrich themselves….
You never get poor by giving it, unless you save it for yourself…
Every effort you giving in there’s not a piece of it become nothing….
You will know you made it, when she says “I will” and accept your golden ring…
Just make sure the one you love knows that they are loved by you…
Coz maybe the next day you planned you’ll say is never come…
Coz maybe the next day you planned you’ll say is never come…
And your love may never grew….
Rodra
I’ve read all your poems in your blog
But this poem touch me so much
May other learn from this “Lesson of love”
You really have future in writing
Keep on writing, rodra
John
Thanks John..
For taking time reading and commenting my poem…
And it’s my highest pleasure as a writer if someone touched by my write…
And thanks again for the compliment….
Best regards,
rodra