The teardrops are blue
Eyes glistened with grief
All feels like deja vu
My hands trembling with beyond belief
His suspicion grows
He was never the man with impertinence
It's hard to live when his presence woes
Hardly a lady can clemence
Reminiscing about the past
As she weeps louder in hope of love
Thriving herself in angst
Leading to scattered feathers of the dove
She can't conquer hearts
But her optimism rises in
Until the world of lies departs
Leaving behind the crimson aura to take it on the chin
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ົཽ⁎⁺˳✧༚WANDERLUST ົཽ⁎⁺˳✧༚
Thơ caTRAVELLING YOU THROUGH THE PAGES OF LOVE AND CIRCUMSTANCES OF LIFE ~A POEM FULL OF Love & hardships
