By the rain when we sit,
And see the flies flutter,
A smile on your face
Is what seems to occur.
And while sipping the coffee, when we talk,
And share our similar thoughts
You make me forget
All my 'responsibility knots'
Which bind me to memories
I want to regret,
But these knots-
Make it hard to forget
But you give me everything
I think I deserve
And much more than that
Is mine that you preserve...
Hello people!
Please don't say it sucks, b'cause I'm aware of it. This is one of the many meaningless poems I wrote as a younger version of myself, drowned in self-pity and sadness. As you would know by now, poems are my way of expression.
Especially when my days are gloomy.
YOU ARE READING
The Written Word
PuisiA collection of poems ranging from love to hate and every feeling one encounters in his/her life. Anthology.