When Love Hates... | Sunday Observer

When Love Hates...

Sweet tastes bitter and beauty looks scary;
Colours become pale and smiles, vain;
Paths seem thorny while skies cast dreary;
And fondness before, oh,now brings pain!
Where have all the promises gone;
What has caused this rift between?
Who would cure the wounds that ache;
And how and when will the solace be made?
Oh, my my mai, my my my mai!

-Bandara Samarakoon