Sometimes,
when I wrote a poem,
about love,
or a romantic poem.
It is not because,
I'm the one who's in love,
or even fell in love.
It is because,
I saw it.
I saw something in their eyes.
The unspoke feelings.
Maybe mouth,
can say the lie.
But,
eyes will never.
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Color Of Life (A Collection)
PoetryMy mind keep thinking, thinking until I can't feel again. This will be never-ending, but who knows if one day I'll give up, it's the day I can feel right again, it's the day I feel like my story is enough. . . . "What if someone's heart want to live...
