What if i say its not a day not a year
Not very easily you can stop the gear
What if i say the parting can wait
Wait until we write our fate
What if i say it isn't ny part it isn't the way
Its just easy to leave harder to stay
My love , when we loved the stars promised the moon had stared and sun vanished
Weirdly enought would we ever part
If we do so the sky may fall apart
Through the thick and thins of the cruel world..
U held my hand i held yours
What makes you think i would yearn for better life
When your name is a choice to live or die
I have seen us strife the war
I have seen us quarrel apart
I have seen us set each other into the barz
I have seen us pray never to part
If you ask
I would let go all my dreams all my shows
What I won't is you , my love
Happy as it is , to love and honour till death......nothing falls apart.
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Burning water
Şiira set of poetry oozing out of my hands. stories that feel like moon to your stars and dream that burn your skin like the sun. Can water burn you? Yes when its splashing comd yet boiling hot when you can see death kissing your life. some minimal dra...
