The road is still long and slow, With hearts that broke and gone cold. Why must the shadows creep? They stayed awake while we sleep. A pure representation that…
Tag: Poetry
I truly cannot sleep, The reason is that you creep, In my dreams. And I know that it’s nothing. Nothing at all to keep. But what is going on with the…
I pity that girl with a broken heart.
Sitting there on the park bench.
Taking comfort with her only bestfriend.
Love had her lost her smile.
A paper that drifts with the wind, That could get torn by the lightning. And smashed by heavy things. Or burnt by fire that was carried in. A single flower…
It struck me like lightning. All a person want is care & concern. Like that of a delicate mother’s touch, And that of a soft tinge of love. It’s…
On a bus ride home, I leaned against the window, Watching the raindrops fall and bounce slightly of the pavement. I stared across the street, With the raindrops blurred and the…