Picture of Perfection

by Yan   Apr 4, 2018


Your picture of perfection,
Is not a true reflection,
No representation, only self resent,

Wishing your mind could repent,
From the pain it has sent.

You do not diverse, those disturbing words,
Instead I wish you could see inside my head.

On this single sofa I sit, I sleep,
No more tears the truths been said.

I love you, I love you,
You know this is true,
I can not wait another second, until I can tell you.

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  • 6 years ago

    by Yan

    hehe :-) Yes that's a good point. I've noticed it with the timing on our other comments too. Is almost like we here at the same time alot X

  • 6 years ago

    by Yan

    Yes my thoughts exactly ;-) almost 'live time' ;-)

    • 6 years ago

      by Phoenix ¥

      Well you’re only an hour ahead in Norway and we both like posting so maybe not that big a coincidence :-)

  • 6 years ago

    by Yan

    Thanks :-) and you only posted your comment a minute ago

  • 6 years ago

    by Phoenix ¥

    Wow what a brilliant poem ;-) I love the title and the first two lines, they rhyme well
    and covey a common truth. And of course the ending is beautiful - Heartfelt words of love x

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