Love can be a many splendored thing
Can't deny the joy it brings
A dozen roses, diamond rings
Dreams for sale and fairy tales
It'll make you hear a symphony
And you just want the world to see
But like a drug that makes you blind,
It'll fool ya every time
The trouble with love is
It can tear you up inside
Make your heart believe a lie
It's stronger than your pride
The trouble with love is
It doesn't care how fast you fall
And you can't refuse the call
See, you got no say at all
Now I was once a fool, it's true
I played the game by all the rules
But now my world's a deeper blue
I'm sadder, but I'm wiser too
I swore I'd never love again
I swore my heart would never mend
Said love wasn't worth the pain
But then I hear it call your name
Every time I turn around
I think I've got it all figured out
My heart keeps callin' and I keep on fallin'
Over and over again
This sad story always ends the same
Me standin' in the pourin' rain
It seems no matter what I do
It tears my heart in two
4 comments:
The end to all the misery can be in truly realising the real worth of GIVING love without demanding anything in return. Not even love. When you demand nothing, you command everything.
can u comment on the poem which i have written...an expectant Nidhi on a rainy day???Mr. Anonymous!!
ya sure...but i am Anonymous No1. as i was the first one who made a comment like that..perhaps some one else is also expressing his views abt ur appealing poetry & vocabulary .... hmm...
Ur the only one whose anonymous here..i know all the rest who comment...
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