Soiled deep under
Buried upon covered,
Hidden from vividness
Tightened beheld.
Waited in such time
Waited with slits and tear,
Ripped open as though
wound is where
The light enter.
Yes, I grow
Always with you
I'll go,
The Greener I'll be
For you are the clay.
You are the sun
That radiates all calm,
You are the rain
That washes the pain.
You are the care
That creeped in the air,
And you are the you
That all i need to grow.
YOU ARE READING
Woven Words
ПоэзияI don't know what came to my mind, but I think i will be filling this up with my poems. This should serve as my poem storage 😂 I wrote these pieces everyday for my so called boyfriend, but never acted as such. This was my way of expressing my moods...
