I tried to be busy
Spended time with friends
Didn't keep time for myself
But unable to pull you out from my brain
While doing any of my work
Something comes to disturb me
But I keep ignoring that
And yeah, I'm really not free!
I locked myself in the room
And tried to cry with my heart
But no,
Each of the tears dropped
And turns me into shard
When I walk alone
I forget the reason
It reminds me about
The autumn season
I think with a unclear vision
My mind starves in prison
It's not a joke To forget someone
Who's close to your heart
They're present like a beautiful sketch
A sketch of loving art.
YOU ARE READING
Wanderer
PuisiHey readers It's my first work with poetry. However, I write poetry just to pass time as my passion or you can say hobby. I thought I can make a collection of my poems. So I tried it. Thanks If you like my poems put a like and follow me. The poet...
