Words is a seasons,
Words of feelings,
Words stay proficiency,
Words that un-dying love and support.
Like a season,
Gives sunlight in your mind if lingo encountered,
Encouraged you to scrape from flood to find out what's lingo all about,
Like a lightning from thunderstorm came to your heart and mind when satisfaction word is enough.
Spring words on your psyche that covers of colorful feelings since from green mind dawn.
Word of feelings,
What a line from yours that give vigours,
To a heart that gradually broken,
Tend to despatch last words to someone to,
Feel odium from words left unsaid.
Words is your proficiency,
Words that turns braver from a loser,
A fragile that suited in a pandemonium,
Petite flower of words getting wider as wisdom are.
Words that un-dying love and support.
You're words sway my melodramatic mood,
Feel lovely in every morning to night greetings from yours,
Like you teach me a moral lesson that makes me braver that became too much,
That undying getting dying of words left without oblige.
YOU ARE READING
It's a gift
Poetrymy love, my received feedback nor feelings. Some hurts. Some not. But considered as a gift to challenge you as a person. I hope you like it.
