I seek solace in the land of fantasy,Reminiscing about the days gone by - full of rapture and ecstasy,
How I wish I could turn back time,
And be with the one I once called mine,
But as I lay here gazing at the setting sun,
I feel my love begin to burn,
A silent tear slids down my cheek,
How I wish I could turn back time,
And be with the one I once called mine,
But as I lay here gazing at the setting sun,
I feel my love begin to burn,
A silent tear slids down my cheek,
The sunset reminds me of my life ever so bleak..
4 comments:
*Eyes round like saucers*[AWESOME] How well your thoughts flow ! Let it flow...let it flow. I guess I'd run out of words soon enough[or I have]...its a risk with your poems coming out straight from the right ventricle of your heart ;-)
you might like these lines by Wordsworth:
"Though nothing can bring back the hour,
Of splendour in the grass, of glory in the flower,
We shall grieve not, rather find,
Strength in what remains behind..."
I love the poems. Your blog is splendid.
- Felicia
The hidden beauty of these words can only be known to someone who can associate herself to dis magneficient poetry of yours...i just love wateva you have written!!
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