SHE

One day she was a fairy
making of a dear wish becomes true
she taught me how to love the whole universe
she was my best moments


One day she was a soft song
Making butterflies dance amazingly
and stars glittered for only us

one day she was a sun
shining to enlighten withered hopes
Thousands of she became ashes
thrown everywhere to cause me harm
and I ignored how to end such an aching scene


She was not sincere
she wanted to steal my dreams
she was jealous of my magi
and I never forgave myself for such a feeling


She was another lie
or maybe a wicked character to whom I gave a wrong role
she and she played similarly wickedness
as if they read the same script
she came to change my nice painting
thousands of she did the same
She and she left proudly with no remorse
and I was left with a dried pen..

poeme de la personne la plus chere à mon coeur

it's so nice so touchy my dear and yes there is always someone in our lives that we gave the wrong role .or expected too much from it that's why I say better be alone

mystic a écrit:

it's so nice so touchy my dear and yes there is always someone in our lives that we gave the wrong role .or expected too much from it that's why I say better be alone

don't be so sad my dear