The whispering wind
blows on the summer breeze
That glaze upon those pinkish sand.
Where bouncy stones in watery land,
Moving on from transient past;
You gone away when I'd chose to last.
Ask me now for what I prove,
Some rapid pain or unbearable dose?
A reason to love never needs proof,
Aiming stars is a bullet proof.
Forget the past or whenever you stray
, To move on for you is never my way.
#Red_Captivation
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Red Poems
PoetryAn intent sort of poems for lovers in which their love was deservingly deemed as perfect match but hinders their obscure matters. -a collection of captivating poem in the courses of regrets ,desolateness , solitariness ,lonesome expressiveness and...
