I cried so much but it wasn’t loveI wanted you, but it wasn’t loveI believed the fantasy, but it wasn’t loveI wanted to love you, but it wasn’t love I wanted you to love me, but it wasn’t love You and me or me and you, what was between us was something but it wasn’tمتابعةمتابعة قراءة “It was not love”
أرشيف التصنيف: poem
Joy sliping through my fingers, But i am holding on
A bright-colored silk garmentYou smile when you see it glistening; it feels good running your hand through it and even better when you put it on your skin.You want to wear it every day, all day But you own a sweater you love How warm is itYou own a pair of boots you don’t like,متابعةمتابعة قراءة “Joy sliping through my fingers, But i am holding on”
Thinking of death its always on my mind
Think of death. it’s always on my mindFrom the first breath, death had me on his mindThinking of death is always on my mindCalling on death to free me of my mindThinking of death is always on my mind
Who would have thought seeking the road will revele How lost i am
Seeking purpose, seeking the waySeeking purpose, seeking away to get away Seeking purpose, seeking to get awaySeeking purpose, seeking the escape from TodaySeeking purpose, seeking refuge from yesterdaySeeking purpose, seeking an easy bath to tomorrowSeeking purpose, seeking the waySeeking purpose, seeking away to get backSeeking purpose, seeking a returnSeeking purpose, seeking a return to meSeekingمتابعةمتابعة قراءة “Who would have thought seeking the road will revele How lost i am”
I Reached Things I Imagined
My Imagination is So vivid sometimes i mistake what I imagined as reality Every Now And Then I dream I Imagine I Believe I See I Seek I Reach It Become My Reality
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