Sometime it is just
The time we are in is not for us
The way we are was not a must
The mess life is ,is not our fault
Ignore it ,move on, blow the dustSometimes there lies
A sophisticated moment talking to you
To remove the pain,a golden chance then flies
Giving you a ticket to heaven , to leave the sorrows
To give a try, pay the grants to say good byesSometimes it feels
Like you just got that all,won the game
You did the deed, done the deals
You passed the track and the burning flame
You stood the stands with no more reels
YOU ARE READING
THE RHYMES IN ME
PoetryJust a few poems i want to save somewhere I GOT IT ON NUMBER 55 IN POETRY TAG🥺❤ You can read if you want But they are not more than okay so its upto you And I am not even a native nor am I fluent much But yeah I love English literature so..... An...