Last night I had a deliberate visit,
From Scents of a deceased spirit,
The fragrance of death was in the air,
Black clouds covered the skies,
moonlight vanished,
The angel of death decided to visit.
Ripping my soul apart,
Tearing my flesh from its bones,
Torturing a broken heart,
Flattening my skin with burning stones,
Ohh...How harsh was that angel!!
Graveyards has its visitors, my angel,
Stopover and visit my grave,
Read the books buried, and label,
The story of a love slave,
And before you go;
Enlighten my grave with your letters,
About how much you miss my presence,
Scent the fragrances of my dead essence,
And make me alive once again.
STAI LEGGENDO
Burning Papers-love poems
PoesiaThese set of poems were published to describe love in a very unique way, hope, love and hate all in one poem
