Is there anything you still need to know?
My dreams, goals, the way I think about you,
I can hear your voice in the winds that flow.
There must be a clue when you say: Me too.
Did you ever feel what I am feeling?
You're gone for a long time – no denial,
Trying hard to keep my heart from stealing,
But the winds blew away with their guile.
Where did all the problems come from today?
I haven't thought about a day like this,
When I am the tear of heartbreaking cry,
Some hearts were beating –mine broke in bits.
Tears like a wave in the river of roses,
Though cold hearts' agony beats at your grave.
YOU ARE READING
The Way I Say It
PoetryCollections of poems throughout the time of high school. They were primarily written without any structure or rules. Those poems are very close to me. Each highlights the lows and highs of individual life and the perception of others and themselves...
