Tree leaves
began to
change its colours
Hoping our love
remains stronger
As the
temperature
starts to
grow colder
may your voice
remains to
be my lullaby
Daylights are
growing shorter
our differences
should not
matter
It's a season of
mists and mellow
fruitfulness
Let's harvest
the love
you and I
have sow.
YOU ARE READING
Wars Inside You (Published Under Ukiyoto)
PoetryLying on your bed. Looking at the ceiling. Thinking about where did everything go wrong. Each night has been a remembrance of what you are ----lonely and empty. Life is neither a lap-of-luxury nor a tale of rainbows and unicorns ----this is what pe...
