Wednesday, 4 January 2012

Poem-6

Into the hollows of lust so deep,

Care is what I try to reap.

The harder I try to live on my own,

The harder it gets to see me alone.

Every single moment without your glimpse,

It’s like the darkness that follows an eclipse.

I can’t cry no more,

My eyes have become so sore,

It is too much greif in which I live,

If you are away then I can’t give,

Give my hand to the people in need,

As without you my life just remains a seed.

Come to me my love and become my soul,

We won’t get separated and live as whole.

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