Life, a game of twists and turns,
We, mere toys, life discerns,
My lovely flower, once so free,
A doll now, held by wealth's decree.
Dressed as a doll, but joy's amiss,
Eyes, once bright, now hold a wistful abyss,
Can I forget your words, so kind,
Can I forget your gaze, once entwined?
"Did you love me?" was the plea,
"I loved," my heart's reply, carefree,
Today, a final memory takes its flight,
In another garden, my flower's light.
Life, a gamble, I placed my heart,
And in the end, we grew apart,
Though tears flow, a river's course,
My flower's lost, a heartfelt loss.
With a sigh, you whispered, "Forget all,"
But can I forget your words' gentle call,
Can I forget the depth in your eyes,
A love once bloomed, under endless skies.
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"Chronicles of the Mind"
Romance"Words like colors on a canvas, each stroke of the pen weaving a different emotion. 'Chronicles of the Mind' is a poetry collection that explores the vast landscape of human experience through twelve unique styles. From free verse to sonnets, haikus...
