During dark times,
You were the only one
that could guide me.
Just like the moon,
getting close to you
is unattainable
Sep 14, 2016
Sep 14, 2016 at 7:07 AM UTC
Losing people and
losing sleep
are the casualty of Time
Like the river,
it never stops.
Sep 9, 2016
Sep 9, 2016 at 8:03 AM UTC
As he pressed his pen
Deeper into the paper
Forming letters into words
He sighs
As inks trickles
At the peak of the verse
He realized
Writing will never feel
As good as her
Aug 28, 2016
Aug 28, 2016 at 9:20 PM UTC