Had long forgotten my eyes the way to see,
the way to render love and hate apart,
And for so long I have seen through a hard cold block of debris,
Believing for so long, Mistaken that it was my heart.
Had long forgotten my lips the way to smile,
the way to render reality and fantasy apart,
And for so long I have beamed through all constraints as if in exile,
Believing for so long, Mistaken that I was smiling through my heart.
And if you smile and wonder not about this cruel old world,
The Cool Breeze of Love is yet to enter your hearth,
The wind incurred by the Golden Pheasant is yet to swirl,
Color is yet to enter your Earth.
Love so much that comes close to you not,
DeathLove so much that only your beloved, takes your Breath.
YOU ARE READING
For Arya
PoetryPoetry ive written in the past few months for someone special. Someone who'll always stay deep in my heart. They don't like me back, but hey, that doesnt matter. Hehe, To whoever reads it: Hope you like it :)
