My life is like a grain of sand,
in the waves of a hurricane,
it's not going to be that long,
for my maker wakes.
Why can't I live forever?
so I can see what love means.
But it is too late,
my time has come!
Goodbye sweet hatred.
Hello, love and serenity.
YOU ARE READING
Samy's Poetry
PoetryA little bit of poetry from this crazy mind of mine. Hope it helps you feel something. Maybe even think something. <3
