Shall I compare the relationship to a winter's eve?
Thou art the diamond splints buried beneath the snow.
I cursed thy tongues but now I believe,
Thou art thousands of cold winds that blow...
-Blow the frosted leaves from its weathered branches,
'Tis the season to be filled with joy,
However thou create a tempest; everything goes up in ashes,
And meddles with my emotions like a baby's toy,
I'm ashamed of my decisions; so I stood still,
In the middle of the snow I stopped my feet,
O how I watched as the walls crumbled; I had lost the will,
Thou maketh me regret that wretched day we decided to meet...
-The timing was neither wrong nor right,
But still my darling like the snow I had to take flight.
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Embrace Poetry ||Wattys2016||
Poetry#73 (28/6/16) Are you lost? Then be found with Embrace Poetry, some of the most exuberant poetic pieces you will ever read will be found in this book, you will experience sadness, love, peace and joy. In essence this is a collection of my original p...
