Dreams are the same,
New are the hopes.
For I was meant to
reborn and live again,
I have to die today.
I leave behind my,
memories and love;
and may be my,
bitter absence in
someone's life.
No matter what,
happens next in,
my life 'cause it's just,
taking me either to
heaven or hell.
The dark is scary,
and blue is weary,
I know not where,
to go; I know not,
what to do!
3 comments:
hmmmm nice ryhme..You know what I read each and every post of yours and I must say that you are so innocent and a very good writer :)
hopeful and powerful piece.
keep faith,
lovely sentiments plus grace
are here in your words,
what a magical place.
Greetings, How are you?
It is a thrill to land on your magical poetry land today! :) ;)
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