We wonder,
we hope-
for our well thought out
plans in that to
elope, will go by
stony obstacles in their path
little knowing,
we do not need our perfected picture
in our outlined minds
because though destiny was
conceded, unknown
love knows no limits,
that one thing is sure.
YOU ARE READING
Existent
PoetryHighest rank: #23 In poetry. A compilation of Poems about love, heart break, depression and everything in between really. Black, white, and of course, a dose of grey.
