Heart beats
with pain.
We meet
just in vain.
You go,
I stay.
Both know
no way.
Hours pass,
time fleets.
There was
no repeats.
Wind blows,
tears fall.
My woes
show it all.
Free verse.
YOU ARE READING
Amateur #NaPoWriMo 2015
PoetryAmateur poetry collection about amateurs in love (the broken hearts.) Brokenhearted Poetry #1 National Poetry Writing Month 2015
