I saw you the day you left me,
You found another lady.
I know that was your happiness,
To have a lady like one of the goddess.
You used your charms,
To hold her in your arms.
Even though she have skin colored brown,
The most important to you is to have the crown.
Prankly to say, I never regret the day I let you go.
Because you are a man without a soul.
You used her for the wealth you want to own !
~
Rj.
this is a poem made way back 2009.
