Where did that time go?
When I lost my hunger to you,
and your voice fed me full?
It seems as though the butterflies have gone extinct, and the battles for one's pride have emerged in the sunlight.
The sun rays in the seas are shining their light on the wrong sides.
I guess that is our welcome to these new times.
When love was all pure and selfless; that is when I wish destiny could meet us, like the unity in beehives.
But in the present, we welcome our blunt cold faces, even though we wish we wouldn't in these times.
Well then, drown me in the cold.
Maybe that's when I will meet her;
the one who wanted it true and form a truthful life with me, at the other part of the seaside.
-sheis
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You Who Knows Least
PoetryA sequel to my book "You Who Knows Best". Read, and you will find much intellect. The thoughts I share here are of my inner sect.
