NOT FOR ME

NOT FOR ME


Not for me the smiling rose,
Thorns are rather friends mine.
Petals last a day or two
But thorns last all the time.

Not for me a loving smile,
I have known only frown.
I live here but I am just
A stranger in the town.

Not for me worldly pleasures,
Sorrow is my true friend.
Pleasures are ephemeral,
Sorrow does never end.

Not for me the road of love,
Which does evaporate.
Ache of love never deserts,
It is my constant fate.

Not for me the joyful songs,
Lilting in fragrant spring.
I am fond of my sad tunes,
To me tears they do bring.


• Written in abcb, 7-6-7-6 format


M C Gupta
26 September 2003