My first shot at Creative Writings. Don’t forget to leave your comments. As a matter of fact, I’m looking forward for some constructive comments.
Swift
As time passed by,
And the wind blows of silent words,
Of lost loves and signs of remorse
Profound
It was, the pain engraved
And calls for unseen tears of foil,
Of diverse vagueness and uncertainties
Yet
These two feet will continue to stand here
And these eyes will carry on to search for the light
And these hands
Groping for little hopes that might exist
Kneading every thoughts
Together with a tainted heart
I will carve a new opening
Another chance
Another life
Another love to come
You can read the rest of this piece of love poem here
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