I know its cold here
and its freezing the land
but its no more
the warmth that i felt
or may be there was no warmth
it was the fire and the spark
that lit the forest for a long time
but none of us knew, its burning the woods and the trees
that we planted together,
but when i got to know
that the traitors have landed our space
I burnt the whole forest
and made you escape it
now that you flew away
with the owner of more flourished land
I want to tell you
that my forest is cold
and the fire is off
but the ashes are there
to remind me of my joy
that i lost in you
and it makes me sad
to know that the plight i endured
and holded it on
was nonetheless a disguise
towards devastation
of our forest and our trees, and me
its makes me confused
what to do with this barren land now?
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It's not my poem but someone else who's dear to me wrote this for me so i just wanted to share this!
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RandomI'm not a good writer. I am only sharing here my lil pieces that i adore the most. Some of these might be my thoughts but i hopes peeps gonna like it.
