Every hour, every second, and
In every moment,
I became a tormentor.
But I had hidden the tinge
Of that sweet pain from everyone.
The gnostic gloss of life,
Seemed to cease
By the tainted thunder.
Oh! My tipsy heart was back again
Along with the shower of rain.
The lobelias were swinging,
As I breathed my last scene
Bidding me goodbye
As I walked across the meadows,
Leaving behind my shadows.
I won't be able to bear more
My life seems to lour.
I hope the remaining glintz doesnt tort,
Away from my heart's fort.
How will I live,
Far away from you?
Tell me 'cause I can't find an answer.
I have been corroded and murdered,
Just by the thought itself-
Of leaving you.
My soul is burning,
And my heart is rusting,
And I think I'll be dead and numb
By the forming bomb.
Every second passes,
And my heartbeats freezes.
Oh my dear!
I'll never be able to live again,
I'll never be the same,
Without you for the rest of my life.
'What will happen to you
Now that I am leaving?'
Even now, and later
I'll know nothing.
But I'll pray you must not have a broken heart,
Just like me.
I guess it's finally time..
I hope you'll be fine.
But I'll never tell you that I am crying,
As I whisper a mere- goodbye.
Forever, my love.
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A/N: Okay. I dont know how that was.
And if you're going to read the next poem, I suggest you to open the chapter contents and read randomly.
Don't go in a sequence because I think the last poems are better.
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