Poems by Mamta Sharma
Sunday, 1 July 2018
I WAS NOT WHAT I AM NOW
I was not what I am now,
I am not what I was before now,
In these before and now,
My warm heart wonders how,
They made me numb with their broken vow.
IT IS A DANGERIOUS GAME
Every thing can be decieving,
It is a dangerious game,
And you would get no one to blame,
So do not be so lame,
Beware in this dangerious game,
Though they will be gentle,
But they will shame your name,
With their fake smiles they all are same.
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