Your wading scars is also pretty as your face
Like it haven't take a long to recognise its pain
Wondering Why these scars are in blue,like his life and partial touch of her pain
She is not belongs to him,even though If he die for her ..Coz it was written once,that she belongs to another
The moon of life is love, which has a enormous path which can lead you to heaven's of blue and white
Still he live for her...To see,To feel,To smell,To taste,
TO fly with her if it is allowed in his dream..
"He build a castle in her heart which is in blue"
YOU ARE READING
Blue
Poetry"Poetry of a girl who wish to be happy but unfortunately happen only by wearing mask"
