Poetry is my passion!! |
As the night slowly creeps in
It brings with itself the shadow of despair...
Dedicated...
If I had wings, I thought...
What is Sacrifice...
Ask a mother...
I miss my mother's lap
Where I lay my head...
Memories are good,
Memories are bad...
Sometimes when I am alone,
Sometimes when there is no one around...
Your words were short
With intentions of wrath...
I remember once, I had a buddy
Whom I met at a place I don't remember...
Memories are good,
Memories are bad...
I miss my mother's lap
Where I lay my head...
The real pain is when you just can't express what you are going thru with others yet you tend to smile.. |
Love and friendship go hand in hand... |
Lost her.. Once |