Crossing arms I sat
A boxed heart I keptThe insides of an Almirah
My entire world,
my small freedomWhere I used to be in her hands
now I feel everything is in veinAll my emotions extremely monotonous
New born, as if
I've never been a grown upIf I could,
I would be crying like a babyI've been through death,
maybe not, but nearlyTears jammed up in my eyes,
only know how to glittereven though my heart is
more than just witheredThe only thing I am good at is miss her
Sad, I can't even write her a single letter...so many words stuck in me
but I can't speak upwhenever I look at her with another
my soul just grows weakerI used to be her plaything
Thought summer of her arms
would last forever, but...I am the only one who is waiting
for more light to illuminate me,
whilst the darkness already drilled through me...Didn't think time would pass so soon,
It might have been a small eternity
but she was my only moon.I was the one always stuck in the past
wanting her to carry me,
take me with her to that ravishing grass
'But she grew up
to be one fine lady...
Knew one day
she would forget her teddy...
Yet it hurts to see her
being touched by someone...
When I used to be
the only one....'
-- Listen to a love story of a Teddy! :) ♥
With time everyone grows up. They mature. They grow. They forget the past feelings and move forward.In this life everything is moving forward with time, there is no stopping it!
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The Walking Melody
Puisi08/03/2017 - Ranked #21 in #Poetry section. ❝ I am staying right now but not forever ❞ ❝ I am your world's hope, all that you could gather ❞ ❝ I'll let you listen to me and... Be a part of me 'n matter! ❞ ➟ My...