Long left love,
To lies
Washed deep inside salty waters
As the mild wind blowed.
If only she wasn't promised a fantasy
She would have known that, there's only a single galaxy.
He promised to buy her stars
While he were just a motive behind her scars.
Her sparks were taken,
her heart broken.
Too much was broken not only promises
but hearts also.
You would have thought love
Was a curse then debated,
what if you were the curse.
Never anything,
drove her feelings to destination.
She fantasized the fascinating dreams
He sold to her.
It's then when she realized.
He oath of nothing to ever hurt her
While he knew he was to be her pain.
Her love for him was yet too deep.
She ended up drowning herself.
YOU ARE READING
Portraits of her heart
PoetryTo all poet enthusiasts, well this is for you. This lovely book is a third person narrative, and yes it's full of poetry whereby you find romance, somber, melancholy, hurt, ecstasy, love, affection, fondness, remorse and a whole lot more. So please...
