I know my self no longer like i thought i did.
I thought I was ready and poised to receive to my bosom, affection I fancied existed.
Ahh! Dreams of love nourished with warmth an flourished flowers handed by the perfect gentleman.
Hoping life flows unending like a fountain
When your name, I will hail.
My greatest moment will that be.
Your face mirrored In a fashion no one can ever forget.
Oh! Even that worthy gait,
You seem to always fly.
With that,
My heart is unburdened.
Night turns to day,
Dusk to dawn.
And with these,
My soul is fed.
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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...
