🌹Perhaps, we will meet again.
In a distant world of yours and mine,
At midnight, when the nightingale would sing.
The mystical sky would be decorated with stars of ecstasy and the alluring moon.
We would look at each other, stare for a lifetime, reminiscing the moments of fascination.
Breaking the gaze, we would walk away, pondering,
"We shall meet again, but in a perfect world, where two lovers (You and I) wouldn't be afraid to hold each other's hands and walk down the lane."🌹
-Anika
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Hi everyone! I know it's not a poem, it's more like a snippet. But I hope you guys like it.
I'll update it as often as I can. Take care guys. Love y'all!❤
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Sweet Suffering
PoetryPreviously known as : Tales of a broken heart "It's often difficult to put into words, the tales of a broken heart." A scattered collection of poems, snippets & musings. If you're looking for a meaning within my words, then you're in the wrong plac...
