poetry is something which is part of the human psyche... we all need to understand the rhythm playing in our heart and mind... it is there... it awaits our discovery... |
The passing days remind me of what I really feel...
I cannot withstand the indecipherable sensation I...
Loosing someone does not mean the end
People come and go...
I told you sweet words
Not for my own pleasures...
I was young and I know it's bad
My parents didn't tell me...
The photograph hangs on the wall
It brings to me things of the past...
Loosing someone does not mean the end
People come and go...
Let me face the shadow that lurks behind me
It haunts me in every moment of my life...
You are the one that I am looking for in these past few days of my life! |