Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Apr 2019
I grasp it
and discern it's gonna blow out
Yet I never bemoan the moment enduring it
For the smile, it sells upon me
is the remembrance that will never wilt.
©shadeofalonely_girl
Shadeofalonelygirl
Written by
Shadeofalonelygirl  23/F/Chennai
(23/F/Chennai)   
Please log in to view and add comments on poems