What must have taken us there?
To a place we could never forget.
It showed us dreams and hopes,
Like we were destined to be there.
How naive, nonchalant fools were we,
Talking to our destiny,
As if we had somekind of an attractive deal,
To turn around the course of you and me.
Like changes weren't constant,
And constant was only love.
We made promises out of statement,
Only to fail at keeping them forever.
We truly made fools out of ourselves,
Orange glass and silver fate,
We failed to see the dark cloud hovering,
I wished we could have looked up sooner rather than late.
We now will be paying the price,
Since we ran away from the stars,
And ignored the way they aligned just so,
We can dance around at midnight on our own.
What should have been better, what should have been best.
We own now what we are destined,
More than ever too far and yet so close,
Every path of fate directs ms to you.
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Our Violet Walls
PoetryBook #1 in the 'Coloured After Party' Poetry Series. 'Coloured After Party' is my second poetry series after my debut one known as 'If Only Happiness...' When everyone leaves, the night gets lonely with every passing minute. Keeping us in dilemma of...
