you remind me the life
when it was like Woodstock
now i keep my door closed
waiting someone to knock.
these guys loved the cruel jokes
fallen angels' disguise
loved to send some false hopes
thinking like it was wise.
how long it has been hot?
was the city in fire?
you convinced me it's not
you convinced me it's fine.
YOU ARE READING
moonlight along the river road
Poetrythats my first poetry collection. i wrote it with my fragile heart and broken but still kind soul
