Love has no anger

I was not born mad;
I had not grown mad.
But I was made mad.
The cause is you.

I know not love;
I tasted not love.
I have no sore of love
Till I met you.

I now know its gain;
I now know its pain;
All ended in vain.
The cause is you.

Me, you lulled
and then pinched.
I have no anger.
That is love.
22.12.2000, Bbsr

poem by Rm. Shanmugam ChettiarReport problemRelated quotes
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!

Share
 
 
This text contains a mistake
This text is duplicate
The author of this text is another person
Another problem

More info, if necessary

Your name

Your e-mail