It slips trough so far away beyond our dreams, and imagination
And beyond my love for you and rejection
It slips trough my fingertips
Just like how trough it, tulips slips
And like an apple in your hand
That represents my love for you
In my dreams I've viewed that you'll cherish it till the end
But in the reality you'll just bite it in the end
YOU ARE READING
Shadows beneath the Poems
Poesiethis is a book that'll reveal the shadows that is hidden beneath the poems and will also show the light beyond the darkness of the poems. ~writer
