Pain stabs me in the heart seeing you go.
Live here forever with me.
Ever heard of the word 'love'?
And the phrase 'death of love'?
Longing shall bereave me
Please take my spirit in baggage as you go.
Love has never ended in spring.
O' mighty lands that blooms with beauty
Avowed to the trees that they must sprout
Ending their old and lonely lives
Love has always began in spring.
Late autumn I saw your blue eyes thrice
Unfathomably deep you enlivened
The 'love' I felt was warm
CITEȘTI
Unfinished Poems
PoezieA collection of unfinished poems of various genres. Feel free to complete them or use them for inspiration.
