#thefeast
The dreams of lovers are like good wine
They bring joy or also sorrow
Weakened by your absence ,
I am unhappy
Writing you a beautiful poem
is all that I can
Because nothing is for free in life
Hope is a plate far too quickly consumed
I am used to skipping the meal
A solitary thief is sad to eat
On our game so complicated
I can't succeed
Because nothing is for free in life,
Life,Never will they tell me
That the course of the stars:
it's not for me
Let me amaze you and take our flight
We can finally be happy
I want to be with you
through thick and thin
And the celebration
will finally begin,
Get the bottles; end the strife
I lay the table of my new life
I am glad about the idea of our fate
We both know that this isn't easy but,
I'm happy to be with you in this fight
A life of hiding and then finally free
The feast is on my way
Our life of hiding and
then finally will be free
The feast is on our way
Mar 13, 2020
Mar 13, 2020 at 10:54 PM UTC
Trust no one.
All will deceive you.
Trying to ensnare.
Holding you to their lies.
Cloaks for disguise
Masks for the fools.
A ball for all those.
Who dance with the flys.
True faces are hidden.
When verbiage employed.
Intentions unbalanced.
As they allude to the truth.
Hearts have been missing.
Your misplacement enjoyed.
Lured to intentions.
The light ****** from you.
Jul 22, 2017
Jul 22, 2017 at 9:40 AM UTC