I'm writing this letter
from 2:02 at dawn
when the worlds is in silence
yet my mind wandering around
from this four corner of my room,
thinking about the simple flowers
that still in bloom,
holds the letter with your name on it.
This maybe cringe
yet I want to share this feeling
from my silent page
I want to pen this
and share it to any passer by,
to any wanderers
who gives a glimpse into this piece.
I can't wear out my smile
thinking of you in a while,
just this moment
I want to be in love...
again
even just by this hidden piece!
YOU ARE READING
Her PEN (Personal Expressions of No One Sees)
PoetryOne's experiences and thought can be engrave in words. It sights different emotion, expression and an unexplainable feelings that only word can say. But why we want it this way? We write, because we want to; We express, because we are human bound...
