I wish that on this roads to ruins,
I will once have an opportunity to meet life.
Mention and quote my gratefulness,
For always filling my heart with hopeful lies.
I know that the road I am walking has an end,
It's not on the horizon but I know, soon it will be.
But by then I wish, I am luck to have a meeting with life,
And gift it the bunch of violet I am carrying.
The symbol of loyalty and trust,
I wish I had been faithful enough,
As these flowers in my hand represent,
But I hope life wouldn't mind much.
Again as I close my eyes and wish for this,
Life, I hope, it isn't angry and disappointed in me.
I have walked and hopefully walked enough,
To meet it and gift these violets I've been treasuring.
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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...
