It was a brand new place with people she knew before
He was tired of the world, peace he implored
Two souls were finding their way to this world
And that place was waiting or them to meet and turn
Each other's subsistence and astound themselves
To reach beyond the definite and define themselves
She never looked back and had his glance
He never got close and took a chance
The fate neither turned to outshine its sanity
The time took turns to sustain the dignity
The percussions formed ripples
The repercussion was the love
She searched out for her soul that was missing
He searched out for the heart someone stole
The hazy illumination got ready to be dazzled
When they both found each other
The heart and soul were no longer a misfit in this world
The permutation pushed it further
The things lost had been found within each other's existence
The place was left divine in their love's reminiscence.
YOU ARE READING
FADED
Poetryjust some random words poured in a chain to create something that is mesmerizing and attractive....it's my first venture on writing! hope I do well😃
