I am trying to be optimistic yet my poems are all about sad thoughts. I love poetry and I'm glad that after more than a year of hibernation, I am finally back to writing. |
A glimpse of you from a distance
Is already enough for me...
You came to me in a sudden rush
I wasn't prepared but then you crashed...
Sometimes memories appear vividly alive
In front of my very eyes, they arrive...
Even if years pass us by and make us old
With wrinkles on our faces we can't withhold...
Even if years pass us by and make us old
With wrinkles on our faces we can't withhold...
Sometimes memories appear vividly alive
In front of my very eyes, they arrive...
The day has come to reach our end
To nullify what's once been said...
This poem is actually an example of villanelle...
For you my dearest love, I'll come to rescue
In times of despair and sorrow, I'll go...
Love is always a pleasant feeling while it last, not until it becomes part of a bitter past. |
To let go of someone doesn't mean you have to stop loving, it only means that you allow that person to find his own happiness without expecting him to come back. |
I've been scared of changing, 'coz I've built my world around you... |