I remember the day you spoke unto me,
The pain of your heart;
And I stood firm as rock
To break your heart apart.
The shimmer in your eyes
The fluttering of your tongue,
Meant nothing much to me
And I enjoyed to make your fun.

You wanted to show me
How much you love me
I wished to make you realize
You are not worth my prize
You leaned on my shoulder
Grasped my hand firmly
I took a step back
Leaving you back all lonely.

My words for you
Were honey with dew
Your tears for me
I knew them to be true.
The passion of your heart
The warmth of your love
Make me now to think
Is this what’s called LOVE.

Alas! Its late when I realize
The value of true love
And all these years I kept
Hunting the same love.
I know we are far apart
And I still wander
For that same love
Now with a broken heart.

ALAS! The day
When you spoke unto me
The pain of your heart
And I stood firm as rock
To break your heart apart.
The look in your eyes so morose
And all I could have done
Was to accept your RED-ROSE.

BUT THEN HISTORY IS HISTORY,
IT’S ALL TO BE REPEATED;
YESTERDAY I DID,
AND TODAY I GOT DEJECTED.