I can recover every trace
That she had left to him.
Every single detail and simplest thought...
She is designed to give
To be kind and generous
To be of great help....
This is a bit soapy. Found it along with my old notes :D Taaaahh, written during a lot of years ago and decide to post it here.
It is not everyday
When I could find someone like you
That is why from the very start...
Time flee fast
And it is never enough
I sit and thrilled...
16 COMMENTS
jack
July 27, 2015 - 22:33 So deep darling. Seems to come from somewhere only you knows where.samewriter
July 28, 2015 - 11:23 haha, i'd be willing to take you to that place :)jack
July 28, 2015 - 14:53 So kind of you. I'd love that.nupur27
July 28, 2015 - 05:17 Her silent but loud pain!!samewriter
July 28, 2015 - 11:22 aye, maybe someone should be ready for some deafening silence. p.s. i do love oxymoron :Dnupur27
July 28, 2015 - 14:49 Loved the poem!!!!!!samewriter
July 28, 2015 - 16:55 aye, thanks my math profnupur27
July 28, 2015 - 17:44 Math prof hahhaa :PMahoobee
July 28, 2015 - 08:48 She is screaming in pain, silently. Gah!! I love it. :Dsamewriter
July 28, 2015 - 11:17 yeah, oxymoron. thanks for the lovely comment :Dsamewriter
July 28, 2015 - 11:24 so glad you like it :*Mahoobee
July 28, 2015 - 11:32 Your very welcome :DManahill Naik
July 28, 2015 - 13:06 so sad.. :(samewriter
July 28, 2015 - 16:54 yeah, i wish she'll be fine :Dsheelsdevi
August 8, 2015 - 17:01 That was a bit vague. .but the pain was clear.beautiful .samewriter
August 10, 2015 - 16:11 thanks for reading sheela, for the comment as well :D