The Fact of Love
May 17, 2008
It’s No chances to try
Or excuses to clairfy
It’s something you can’t buy and a fact you can’t deny
It ‘s not about saying hellow or saying Hi ,
It is a bout How you never say bye
You learn how to dream .. how to fly
How you reach by your dreams to the sky
Your thinking makes you sigh
and takes you to the mountain high
So peacful as a baby lulaby
So beautiful as a coulord butterfly
Yes it’s a word have millions of feelings
It is LOVE
It’s the truth without one lie
It’s a little happiness disapeared in a lot of cry
It’s how you spend your nights between nothing and a pillow you never find it dry
And at the End , You wish that all of this never happen
And pray to your memories for just Die .
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May 17, 2008 at 12:42 pm
Pretty nice poem that you have written there, keep it up!