A weird world it is
To capture ones feeling
Of hope
The loath of living
I prospected to give
Of what I had
Giving up my all
Yet, not dead
Here, I sign and realise
Of lives worth
And there, he lives
And moves forth
All because,
Of one sided love...
©sim
Apr 9, 2019
Apr 9, 2019 at 5:37 AM UTC
A weird world it is
To capture ones feeling
Of hope
The loath of living
I prospected to give
Of what I had
Giving up my all
Yet, not dead
Here, I sign and realise
Of lives worth
And there, he lives
And moves forth
All because,
Of one sided love...
©sim
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