The Man And The Woman

See the walking of the man,
I think he is angry at his plans.
He finds it difficult to fulfill his dreams
Overshadowed by hard work,confidence and hope.

Who is that crying near the flower?
I think she'd like to eat the whole wild flower.
She is but a barren woman,
Admired as she sits by the flourishing flower.
She is not alone she brings an old picture.
Her shirt as wet as the sea,but no one to console her.

When will both of you understand,
A man is not old until regrets take the place of dreams.
Man,Woman,for how long will these regrets of yours continue?
I wish I could question!but not wanting to offend,I will not.
I wish I could help!but not wanting to be rejected,I won't either.