August 12, 2015
Senses
Senses
by samewriter
I will not define colors
For I always get black and white
And in between is grey.
I see, what I see
I hear, what I hear
For my senses are working
I can feel by some touch
Taste don’t last
For the plate will soon be empty.
They say my heart is empty
But it is totally not
For I can always feel.
Earlier than the present
Someone had introduced me something
And with that, I remain blue.
For I always get black and white
And in between is grey.
I see, what I see
I hear, what I hear
For my senses are working
I can feel by some touch
Taste don’t last
For the plate will soon be empty.
They say my heart is empty
But it is totally not
For I can always feel.
Earlier than the present
Someone had introduced me something
And with that, I remain blue.
More from samewriter
I, the Antagonist
by samewriter
I can recover every trace
That she had left to him.
Every single detail and simplest thought...
Imperfect Robot
by samewriter
She is designed to give
To be kind and generous
To be of great help....
Please Court Me Again, If the Feelings are still there
by samewriter
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.
My Everlasting Sun
by samewriter
It is not everyday
When I could find someone like you
That is why from the very start...
Old Friend
by samewriter
Time flee fast
And it is never enough
I sit and thrilled...
- Dec, 4 2015
- Free Verse Narrative
2 COMMENTS
jack
August 13, 2015 - 17:19 Owh. Don't hon, don't remain blue. I'll be sad.samewriter
August 13, 2015 - 20:02 haha, i'd like to, but i won't buddy ^-^