I
The moon shines on a silhouette of past
Of days of old, of memories that last
Time flows slowly, but quickly comes to pass
Feelings once small, grew great depths and turned vast
II
Changes occur when feelings are controlled
It grows terribly strong, too much to hold
Tragedies befall, when love I behold
Secrets I secure, would best be untold
III
The spell of your name is overwhelming
The sound of your voice turns my face brimming
The sight of you, enough to give me hope
And it gives me strength for each step I lope
IV
It's fine if you do what you wanna do
Just continue to turn my world askew
For I really love you for being you
I'll believe that till that lie becomes true
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Voiceless Poetry
PoesíaDrops of rain fall in my ambience Flooding me and my existence Tears trickle down but fails to drop Voice unheard, never yields to stop Poems are verse to let out thoughts In each line is beauty of thoughts In each word is wonder of thoughts It drai...
