The solitude that she enjoyed isn’t lovely anymore, She felt her routine to be utter drudgery, She botched the cuisine that she mastered, The vibrant spirit left her shattered heart when she sat evoking her prior life, scribbling on her notebook while gazing at the raindrops.
Tag: sad
The Seabird
You’re the one who gave the dream that I’m bearing, But now I’m heading to the place, Far away from you for the triumphs, Flying above the sea like a migrating Seabird while counting unsaid sorries and the goodbyes, Watching the Sun slowly sinking into ocean.
The Days Without Her
Whenever I’m down, she’ll be the purple haze, Slowly carrying away my woe andset it ablaze to dwindle my frigidness,Now I’m singing a soulless blueswhile the serene wind doodling the raindrops on the windowpane,As time flies in stagnation,I’m counting the days without her,Wishing the crazy weeks end rapidly.In this ridiculous World, we’re both detached by…
Last Bench Donkey Poetry 