Bulky tears emanating from her eye's valley
Dominating her delicate cheeks with furrow
Her soft heart's thudding and squeezing slowly
Grievances blocked the blood from bone marrow.
Her messy hairs were not combed from years
Her dried up lips were not kissed from ages
Born, grew, and brought up by hands of fear
Frightened looks were her characteristics .
Bent on her knees, with hands folded together
She implored me to become her Honey's bee
She was a poor Lady with nothing but wonderful beauty
In awe of my prosperity, I turned her out to be free.
I heard an ear-piercing news next mourning
My two letters 'NO' created in her mind
A turbulence so intense that resulted in her hanging
With nothing but wet eyes, I'm just regretting my stand.
Why my heart turned into stone?
Why I couldn't return her with equal love?
Was it my richness that made the things blurred?
With these mysteries,I'm wandering around.
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Letters To My Love
PoesíaIt's a compilation of my poems that I wrote to my girlfriend. Feelings of love is in dominance in most of the poems in this anthology of fifteen poems.Read it and discover the true enjoyment of poetry reading. A real page turner, it will keep you sp...
