Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Jan 2018
Lunar beam illuminates her room,
Through sleepless lonely nights,
And plethora of colors.

For a soul she dare to love and adore,
Heart skips a beat,
Seeing him with another.

May she conclude her feeling,
As a parallel line;
Often so close — yet never together.
Fate is inevitable. Sometimes, things really are not meant for us.
Written by
Adam Luqman  21/M/M'sia
(21/M/M'sia)   
351
     Lior Gavra and Pranav Mahajan
Please log in to view and add comments on poems