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Jul 2019
In your eyes I see such clown dancing in fire
Your voice is like musical instrument entire,
Upon remembering you I silently smile...
I really just can't imagine you are in miles.

Though it is hard to imagine that you'll be mine
But In my dreams I believed that it will be fine...
I don't know if you can hear my heart beats faster,
You didn't ignore me I think it is better.

I do imagine such things- a sort of what if?
What if you will know about my feelings, what if...?
That, what if, you will start to ignore me, what if...
And that little drat starting to ache what the eff!

I hope someday this infatuation will gone
And this little craziness for you will be done...
I am really tired of dreaming and hoping
Yet don't want to be awaken though it's nothing.

I do imagine extraordinary things
Just like in the tell-tales and in the fairy tales,
Believing that one day we'll wake up together
And we will lie down in bed when the earth's darker.
wizmorrison
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wizmorrison  22/F/Elm Street
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