In the arms of a sleeping life,
My fortune, my love awaits,
Yet bound to the chains of this futile world,
Staring at me, closed gates,
Like a mercenary, ruthless, cold,
This time takes its toll,
Wonder how much more blood life needs,
Already filled is the bowl,
Yet faith there is, my love will endure,
And i will come to her,
Her prints on me, her touch, her feel,
I will not ever let blur,
And i will spin her beautifully,
Into a symphony so pure,
Together we will, dance in the air,
Forever, and much more...
2 comments:
The way you express is really remarkable .
If this poem is written for someone really special in life then really that person is really going to be yours:)
God bless you and your partner
I like the way you have expressed your feelings... somethin must've gone terribly wrong in yeh lyf, but t' say ta least, whoeva she ix, she'x v v lucky =)
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