How my mind wills, if only it was untrue,
My heart yearns, reverse time right through.
You were a heavenly butterfly, brought abundant happiness,
Swaying your way through life defining indefinite finesse.
The memories have dried on my heart so dearly
Of a dash that was that was so lovely, surreal and rosy.
The tulips were happy in the bright life’s sunshine,
The little drought saw a flood, sent crashing one on nine.
My heart yearns, reverse time right through.
You were a heavenly butterfly, brought abundant happiness,
Swaying your way through life defining indefinite finesse.
The memories have dried on my heart so dearly
Of a dash that was that was so lovely, surreal and rosy.
The tulips were happy in the bright life’s sunshine,
The little drought saw a flood, sent crashing one on nine.
3 comments:
why such dejectedness in the month of feb..
the alchemy of desires is workin on u?
honestly a beautiful poem..
beautiful poem but y so much pain..n dejection?
write something happy n cheerful..about love...and life...life is bad but its nt even dat bad..n love might be painful but then it is also a whole new world too...with promising dreams....
I had written it earler, just published it. Now I am normal.
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