Left alone in a placid place
I sit on a terrace
And look up the sky
Where melancholic birds fly
Upon the silence of the earth
A noxious whim is heard
Regrets, sorrows were revealed
From a Mary who's heart unhealed.
A taste of pain from a broken heart
Promises of untamed love was set apart
Pleasing lies undepart
For a Mary undefiled.
"Through this heart of mine
A promise is laid
No broken hearts, sorrows,no regrets will be made."
Bitter memories soon will be fade.
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A Thousand Splendid Words
PoetryLowly poetry compiled into one. Published May 13,2020 photo credit to the rightful owner.
