Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
1d
Reading a book once more,
New insights may unfold,
Yet the ending stays the same.

Meeting you, wasn't it the same?
Moments might change,
Yet never rearrange.

Parting is still parting, heart still yearns.
Yet fate's cold hand has cast us into the deep ocean.
Bitterness still flows.
For 576
Michael Leo
Written by
Michael Leo
  110
 
Please log in to view and add comments on poems