All my words have vanished, faded
I feel jaded and wasted
But I'll be recollecting you
My words, my life, my dreams
We'll be acquainted soon
My words will flow like a stream
I saw two lovers with blurry face
They're telling a story
Never told their ending
But I'll be searching for ways
Just to know what kind of epilogue
For their love they are having
All my words have vanished, faded
I feel jaded and wasted
But I'll be recollecting you
My words, my life, my dreams
We'll be acquainted soon
My words will flow like a stream
I saw a father without seeing
His children for a couple of days
He's been weeping and longing
Remembering their last gazes
And I can saw myself at his tears
It reflected the two of us like a mirror
We felt like it has been a couple of years
And we're still ruing our mistakes, our errors
All my words have vanished, faded
I feel jaded and wasted
But I'll be recollecting you
My words, my life, my dreams
We'll be acquainted soon
My words will flow like a stream
I saw waters and ladders
To swim or to climd
I saw a fighter, a lover
He chose to dive
Also chose to go high
Searching the highs and lows
Bruising head, body, and soul
Giving up was nearly at his toes
Receiving the found way that glows
All my words have vanished, faded
I feel jaded and wasted
But I'll be recollecting you
My words, my life, my dreams
We'll be acquainted soon
My words will flow like a stream
My words will flow like a stream again
My words will be back at me once again
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c a t a s t r o p h e
Poetry"A boat sailing on an ocean floor, trying to resist the big tidal waves and stormy winds". A poetic picture that illustrates this very poetry collection. Ready to pass through this catastrophe.
