Are they real?
They never stay
For time passes so fast
And they won't mean the same
Remain hanging in the air
Passing through empty spaces
Spaces that reach the remotest places in the world
Words are spoken
Promises get frozen
Hearts remain broken
A cycle, it is
A sad and lonely cycle
Where everyone cries
Everything dies
The purest and truest love
Decays like a lovely rose
Begins like a beauteous stone
Dies like the night at dawn
YOU ARE READING
Thoughts
PoetryJust my thoughts and feelings trying to be expressed in creative and sensitive ways♡
