Summer once warm
Now is a winter night
Just like the autumn
The leaves of my patience died
The flowers of my emotions
have withered down to dust
The seeds of hope
Left thriving in this barren land
What once flourish meets it end
Will this cold night see sunrise again?
©Soul2023
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Even If Its Not me
Poetry❛𝓔𝓿𝓮𝓷 𝓲𝓯 𝓲𝓽'𝓼 𝓷𝓸𝓽 𝓶𝓮, 𝓘'𝓵𝓵 𝓼𝓽𝓲𝓵𝓵 𝓛𝓸𝓿𝓮 𝔂𝓸𝓾.❜ The poetry narrates the point of view of a woman, who fell in love at first sight with a man she met. Constantly trying to suppress her emotions, feeling overwhelmed by the sit...
