lonerA Poem by rismaNo matter how much I hate the sounds that goodbyes make Sounds of goodbye will continue scream out loud Surrounding my ear Covering my sight Although I drown in fear I still shed a tear As I see through the distance The cloud form an ocean Waving firmly in the sky of blue I sitting behind this cage Wondering, and take a courage A lovely life seems too improbable Like it couldn’t be possible Now this is my love story A spoon not forever made for a fork Even with no one I’ll try to walk I’ll be as sweet and cold as an ice cream But all alone without its cone. © 2015 risma |
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Added on August 17, 2015 Last Updated on August 17, 2015 Tags: love, alone, independent, woman Author
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