Watching you Smile
Watching you laugh
So gentle the world
Now recognize you
With glitters in the sky.
From a distance here
I hold memories of you
Like firm grip of cherished glasses.
Not wanting to loose you
Not even, from my imagination.
I see you
Everywhere.
YOU ARE READING
Dead Letters
PoetryWe are Afraid. The supposed Ones with bravery of hearts are weakened because of affection. Now we lay low on succulent beds and Undercovers. These are my honest Dead Letters.
