I write-XXIV
Stealing moments
From a packed day
To come to a place
Where like minded people come
To write
Of hope, of despair
Of disappointed love and singing hearts
Of joy at a new day
And sighs at a departed night
Of twists and turns
And of some silly fun
I join them in all of these
And stumbling through the lanes of memory
I Write.
1 Comments:
Ah! Melancholic!
And can I give you company?
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