Got my paper and my pen,
I've got no ideas, I don't know where to begin.
Lost by the wind, the melody of my violin.
All I can think is about my prince.
I'm no Shakespeare
Nor Taylor Swift.
But I know writing you a poem is sweet.
How I wish we could meet,
And that would make my world complete.
Would you give me a chance,
A chance to ask if you would want to dance
Or maybe go to France.
A place of love and romance.
We could be Romeo and Juliet.
A two star crossed lovers who truly meant,
For their love they were contented.
Wishing their story wouldn't end.
YOU ARE READING
elegies
PoetryA collection of my poetry and lyrics that I made during the quarantine. Lately, this became my diary. This is composed of my dreams, thoughts, feelings, and fantasy. Some of them are canon, and some of them are based on my very own experience. Somet...
