MY PRETTY LOVE.

MY PRETTY LOVE.
One nice pretty that I love
Alas! She doesn’t even love me
But my cup overflows with her love
My mind’s unrest all day
Until she returns my love.

Am confused within my direction
Counting my losses each day
In my quest to be loved and cared for
Prayer’s not enough to gain my heart
Can action acted actively catch this for me?

I wonder what happens afterward
If I die unloved by her
Even though my love’s still in her
Hidden inside her heart
Yet to be unveiled.

Why waste a lot time my own
When you know that am owed by you?
And must be paid back
A bundle of unreturned love
Bound to relax in my bosom.

The other day I waited for you
In that valley behind your bungalow
But surprised to be thwarted
Of course we have a future
Together, shall we get there?

Only when you believe in me
That we be happier that never before.
Countless countenance of yours
Makes me meticulously mad
While am ever ready to embrace you.

Music relieves me when I think it
But for how long shall I continue this way?
Am short of strategies
For I have applied all
Oh! It’s too hard like no other.

In literature, it’s called heartbreak.
Especially when there’s no break
To halt the quest for the feeling
Am finished but I’ve not finished
In the hot race for ownership.

No rule outlines the scheme of doing this
Evidently, intrinsic in man
Devoid of formal training
But only flows swiftly in it’s instant
When nobody is there to explain it.

It appeared as negligence
When I was disappointed after many advances
Still she insisted permanence
And most of all pure reverence of her womanhood
In her deals with any man.

What a virtuous woman?
A rare gift to the women’s world!
With no enough adjective to describe
Is it her physique or the contours
That has any comparison on the globe?

She waits tolerantly for the precise time
For the unification of her heart
With the right person at the right place
That is right and she has the right to think so
Certainly am greatly acquainted with it.