I stare into your bright eyes and wonder
I gaze at the shimmering sight and ponder
You have eyes of a dove
Yet you give me love
I have nothing of worth
Nothing to give forth
Why are you here?
This is not fair
I look at my self
I feel so beneath you
I look at your magnificence
Your statute so above mine
And yet you are here
But why?
I can't seem to get the answer
I guess
I am stuck in my soliloquy.
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A Compendium Of Feelings To "THE ONE THAT IS TO BE MET". #tfa2017
PoetryA collection of poems written by me in silence, sadness and emptiness. Looking at the world from various perspectives. Life isn't all simple and straightforward. It's filled with twists and turns, magic and splendor. The world is a marvel, be it i...
