Standing in this ballroom alone,
I could not help myself recollecting,
Not you-
But the loft of memories you left behind.
Past ten years, I can see At least a one, a few, trickling tears-
From all the eyes, from all the souls,
Friends and even the foes, even the scars, yes,
They will always be here to remind
Standing here in this classroom alone, I could not help myself recollecting,
Not you-
But a loft of memories you left behind.
An ecstatic companion, a thoughtful mind,
A reminiscent heart warming and heart numbing flashback, both at the same time.
I could not have found such content and calmness on a single night,
Intertwined fingers, a bonfire, eyes locked with your favorite marshmallows and fried potatoes in both our hands.
Some laughed, some kissed,
Dare you, I said, if this becomes a night you missed .
Cool breeze dare not have the courage to freeze our passionate hearts so into each other's mind
No lust but this burning heart you left behind
Standing here on this beach alone I cannot help myself recollecting,
Not you-
But a loft of memories you left behind.
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Lucian - A collection of poetries
Poetry"If we only had some more time , things would have gone differently. It is too late. But I want you to know that I still love you. Totally and completely. " Every single poem in this collection is written under ten minutes.
