Walking on the dirt path leading to my destination,
I held a bouquet of hydrangeas,
Not really understanding I'm on my way to damnation.
I think about her touch,
Which makes me melt,
And my heart flutter.
I think about her smile,
Looking at which I used to realise,
I never want her to cry.
The way she held herself,
Made others hesitate,
Before uttering a single word.
Her food, I remember,
Always made my day.
Even the simple pancakes made by her,
Could make the worst of days better.
Kneeling down on her gravestone,
I realise, she's gone,
And never coming back.
The only person I valued a lot,
And sometimes took advantage of.
That's when it all comes crashing down,
Never I am ever going to see her again.
I loved her so much and she loved me back,
I stay there until dawn crying upon,
My mother's gone love.
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Hello. Goodbye. (Poems)
PoesíaA piece of soul in ink, and onto the paper it spilled. Dive into this collection of poems and feel every word. If you like any of the poems, please do vote, and comment your thoughts! The lovely cover was made by Avadel. Thank you sooo much!!!
