Look for me in those starry skies,
In the timeless space, through your lows and highs,
Look for me when in pain you cry,
Through those ageless memories, through those innumerable tries.
Grieve not for what is gone,
Grievances only leave us torn,
Find the broken harp and mend it again,
Weave the sonnets, let the love through your song rain,
For in a world where love is a label,
I love my life for it is a bit more stable.
See me through those shadowy streets,
Walking hand in hand amidst the nightlife greets,
See me standing by those beaten shores,
Cast in desolation, result of business and daily chores.
Seek not what is lost,
Seeking old times comes at a greater cost,
Find the broken harp and mend it again,
Sing for the future, not to share but to relieve them of the pain,
For in a world where love is a label,
I celebrate my life for it is a bit more stable.
Watch me as I stand by you,
Not turning my back like the pretentious few,
Watch me as in your troubled times I make you laugh,
Without any regrets, whole heartedly and not just one half.
Talk not to me of the memorable past,
Talking of it is no longer just,
Find the broken harp and mend it again,
Hold onto the memories but judge wisely for there is nothing to gain,
For in a world where love is a label,
I rejoice for the lucky few with love and life; both stable.
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Versed with Life
PoetryThis book contains a collection of twenty poems dealing with the essence of life. My poems in this book depict the lessons life demonstrates in front of our eyes but which we either fail to perceive or choose to ignore. Jacky Robinson rightly said...
