Feb 9
Your face appears when the past wounds turn greener.
You live in your world without knowing my feelings for you.
I feel bluer as this bridge of understanding and realization turns rosier!
I can feel you smiling by looking at the stars when I see you. I cherish it as my gift, a residue of your memories.
Your face appears when the past wounds turn greener.
I see you looking up at the stars with a smile, and I consider it a residual gift of your memories.
©shivpoetesspriya
You live in your world without knowing my feelings for you.
I feel bluer as this bridge of understanding and realization turns rosier!
I can feel you smiling by looking at the stars when I see you. I cherish it as my gift, a residue of your memories.
Your face appears when the past wounds turn greener.
I see you looking up at the stars with a smile, and I consider it a residual gift of your memories.
©shivpoetesspriya
I have created a new album of my writing called "A Playlist Echoes Through a Tragedy's Veil," and I'm sharing the first four chapters.
1. The Songs That Become Your Memory!
2. The Melodies Soothe and Help You Create Anew!
3. Your memories linger in the remnants of my wound!
4. My offbeat feelings!
1. The Songs That Become Your Memory!
2. The Melodies Soothe and Help You Create Anew!
3. Your memories linger in the remnants of my wound!
4. My offbeat feelings!
