A little bud seemed to open ,
When his glimpse filled her orbs,
His giggles that showered her bud,
His voice that made her bloom,
Until she realised that she was in his delusion,
Her little bud of hope was an illusion;
She bloomed only to fall ,
Of the ledge of his ignorance,
Her tears were unseen,
Her emotions were unsaid ,
It is her tale of her unspoken Love...!
YOU ARE READING
Her Thoughts...
PoetryPoem ? I don't know Just weaving my thoughts... Picture credit : Pinterest
