I wonder what kind of feeling would rush,
Through my heart, when everything I imagine becomes real,
Will I feel the stars and sparks filling up my soul?
Or would I simply would walk by like it had happen before?
Knowing myself I know I can't predict the future,
There will be a suspense that builds inside my power,
But I feel like someday this struggles will make it real,
The kind of story that I might have just written.
And when that only thing happened with me,
I wish he open that box as he kneels,
Looks up at me in the eyes as he snickers,
Offering me something that he knew I could never,
Decline and reject for that's what I'll want.
He will he passionate enough to sing a song,
And bring his friends and family on that day along,
That's how happy, I dream he could be.
As he open the box of hope and love,
The treasure, his heart, that he offers me with a cheer,
I hope that I'll be someone to accept it with all sincerity,
I hope everything falls in the place like a movie.
ŞİMDİ OKUDUĞUN
Our Violet Walls
ŞiirBook #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...
