I trust my smile
My only courier
Let not pain deprive me
At park chairs
I pick up leftovers of cordiality
***
Does the world ever suffer?
Or the individual
never learned to write
my soul….
Nor does anyone, I suppose
The jingle bells ring always
they write love letters
of true spirit
***
I pick up the remnants
from leftovers of lovers
They talk sincerely, I think
wait for love to cure these
let it cure. We will wait
wait a life time!!
Life is the most beautiful accident!!
Jan 11, 2015
Jan 11, 2015 at 10:17 AM UTC
I trust my smile
My only courier
Let not pain deprive me
At park chairs
I pick up leftovers of cordiality
***
Does the world ever suffer?
Or the individual
never learned to write
my soul….
Nor does anyone, I suppose
The jingle bells ring always
they write love letters
of true spirit
***
I pick up the remnants
from leftovers of lovers
They talk sincerely, I think
wait for love to cure these
let it cure. We will wait
wait a life time!!
Life is the most beautiful accident!!