"yurning" poems
*Along winding paths of thorns riddled with blood, a tulip grows
Vibrant petals yurning for water to sustain life
The thorns scorned, engulf in waves of powerful ties, threating growth
Battles of power subdue the brains function
Paralized is fear of movement for survival, plans complicated route
Confusion constricts with each breathe
Consciousness is fading onto another world
Final thought is eternal reality*
Jul 18, 2015
Jul 18, 2015 at 4:01 PM UTC
I waited and waited and still waiting for more I'm really tired and I don't think I can take anymore I'm yurning for your love i miss your smile your laughter and the battles we fought oh G I'm really tired so I'm gona let this one go but when I meet my lord I will be sure to ask for more
Oct 17, 2018
Oct 17, 2018 at 5:08 AM UTC