Why does
It take
So many years,
So many tears,
And so many
Sleepless nights
To know these
Simple things
In life
About love,
About women,
And about
You and me?
Why am I
Always taken
By those
False smiles?
Why do I
Always pick
The wrong flower?
Why does life
Shower me
With gold,
And limelight,
When my sun
Disappears
From my sight?
When I have
In my hands
Everything
That I wish
To have,
But I miss
The only thing
That I dream
To have
In my life?
Why does
It take
So many years,
So many tears,
And so many,
Sleepless nights,
To learn these
Simple things
In life,
About love,
About women,
And about
You and me?