She was the princess
That chose a prince
She had the eyes
That chose a dream
She watched him like a star
Butterflies attacking like a war
World moved like slow
His eyes like snow
The world knew her love
He didn't know
Well she couldn't show
He didn't appear for a while
Her heart stopped time
She waited with patience
He went away long miles
Her heart broke
The pillows were soaked
Thirteen year old
Was now twenty-three
Mixture of beauty
Little bit of maturity
Waiting for that someone
As she was told to be
Heard a voice familiar
A little bit peculiar
Oh! Destiny had some play
She turned around
To watch the tragedy of the day
Her heartbeat like crazy
Her favourite flower daizy
He recognised her at once
She wished she could dance
Reminiscing the memories
Albums were open
A picture caught
His attention then
The pic had her dream
Love at stage of teen
He took the pic out
Her eyes widened
Her speech had lost
Oh! Now he found a way to boast
Her hands stopped him
A struggle took over,
His lips did the talk,
His were lonely,
They met her.
The time spent by couple
Were just like gold
Lost is a feeling
They never were told
A morning made him realise
She left him on his own
He spent her birth
Lonely and alone
The invicible death he had her gone
The unrequited love will be reminded forever
That goes with the name.
"Her teen love and the lover"
BẠN ĐANG ĐỌC
Poetic love
Ngẫu nhiênLove that stories can't convey, Draped in poems instead. .......... A collection of poems.
