Would there were someone who lov'd me, <br />In my sorrows who asked how I am? <br />Partook in both my grief and glee; <br />And with whose name I wrote my name. <br /> <br />Alas! I couldn't get that kind of destiny, <br />That could supply me the glee, the pleasure; - <br />Spending all his wealth too none could see, <br />Only a true and faithful heart can measure. <br /> <br />Oh, no! how I, fool, forgot the dear thing? <br />Who ne'er lets me be single anywhere; <br />When this world kicks me, it does gladly sing <br />A mournful song and live with me ever. <br />That's Dejection, who's lov'd me since my start, <br />And I really feel it today my life's major part.<br /><br />Shuaib Saifi<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/who-loves-me-2/
