Collection Of Poems

Moments

Can I have a minute?
Let us walk to that garden;
Let us read this line of sonnet,
Through that faint light of lantern;
I will watch the moon with you,
As the wind embrace the earth;
I drowned as I fail to renew,
Yet you hold my hand withstanding the dirt;
I have forgotten those memories. . .
Such life that touches my quantity;
What's sadder than knowing its no theory,
I'd lost every sense of liberty;
But there's remnants I cannot truly forget;
You left me without feeling any regret;