Hello P**try
Classics
Words
Blog
F.A.Q.
About
Contact
Guidelines
© 2024 HePo
by
Eliot
Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads.
Become a member
JIN
Poems
Feb 2018
What am I?
Unopened gifts are like undreamed dreams
There but not remembered
Friends are like clothes
There until unwanted
Life is like a match
Lit and put out.
We fade with every moment
And every moment fades with us
Faith is believed but not seen....
Love is seen but not belived
The question is..... what are.....
We?
#dont understand
Written by
JIN
15/F/USA
(15/F/USA)
Follow
😀
😂
😍
😊
😌
🤯
🤓
💪
🤔
😕
😨
🤤
🙁
😢
😭
🤬
0
176
Please
log in
to view and add comments on poems