Like the most beautiful feelings,
Which fade away eventually,
Life became a game,
Of desiring the nothings.
Hoping to get what is shiny?
I feel that I was lost a long ago,
But when the crown fell over,
I was lucky to have met you.
It wasn't exactly a meeting,
Rather just a vague encounter,
I remember you in your phases,
But I am sure you would never remember.
This became a source for me to smile,
A wish formed from lonely comfort,
A desire to hold that hand,
And then took back all the desires.
You were looked upto by many,
They even spoke your words,
But for me that was a language,
I could never ever speak to anyone.
But today is your day,
I think the numbers line up,
The stars seem to be brighter today,
Than I could have ever seen before.
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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...
