This poem is not about me ;)
Tears rolling down my cheeks I am sad Tired, Of torturing my mind Wondering
A witch he thinks I am That a spell I’ve cast on him Through the delicous taste Of what I baked,
What a beautiful rose in my garden I look at her And I remember Only her Can keep my secrets forever
Of a Sunny yellow She wears a legendary name Growing at the place Narcisse had drowned From the own contemplation
Everyday I worry I dread this coming month, September The milestone of our life The day our fate will be known
I’m flying Lighter than air Swirling with autumn leaves Golden brown, Yellow,
Today I feel like i am falling of… only to meet the hard, cold floor of my bathroom I cry for help I scream silently
Dew is covering my garden, As an invitation to open my eyes Virtuous nature that thinks of me Irresistibly I am drove to you, Devoted and delighted
This evening I look at the Sky I see a burst of magnificent colou… And I realize there’s something I Had not seen…
He is of the men you see eveyday A nice fellow working his way But you don’t know him like I do As what defines him is virtue You would’t believe how many times
Pain radiates from my shoulders As I am carrying the whole world I imagine others hurting Like it could ease my pain But it won’t ever go away
Every night I wonder Will you ever be my knight? It would make my heart pound To know that you’re mine The two of us flying, freed fom ou…
The water Falls in a mellow harmony Helping me to clear my mind And direct the current of my thoug… I close my Eyes
The Lily of the Valley Blossoms beautifully Its fragance is light and fresh But poison runs through its veins, A dark side it surely hides
There is a used, Withered coat Hanging in that wardrobe Holes Run through it