With my eyes open,
I try to catch
The endless dreams,
From starry skies.
My arms held wide,
For the moon's embrace.
A smile lives upon my lips
Wanting to capture the mesmerising beauty
Of a child's paradise.
And hair flowing as the river,
Hugging the earth's grassy realms
And the nature's enchanting palette
Never lets the mischievous glint to die.
But the breeze on my face tells me
The sky is too far,
Hard to reach,
Hard to touch.
And a lone tear slowly trickles down my cheek,
Never to be found...
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A Piece Of My Heart: Poetry and More
PoetryFalling in love is a process. So is falling out of it. This collection of mine has been written slowly over the years. It contains not only poems, but little tidbits, snippets from my diary, musings, and philosophies of what love is and of how love...
