Implore

[Mohammad Ahmad]

Implore
I never come back
Implore
Whatever you had to implore
You can't open my door
As many you can implore
Roar as much you can roar
Even if I felt hungry
I deny thy store
Even if I stir tearful
I never got bore
I shan't beg you
Even I got poor
For what do I ask?
Just for felicity not more
Just for honest promise not more
Implore as much you can implore
Malicious wrath you hide
My pity you often denied
My rose you divide
For betrayal, you decide
For what do you implore?
To make me more grieved!
Nay I shan't stay careless
Nay I shan't ask thy peace
Nevertheless, you implore
Not I am who stares at your door