He's stubborn as he gets
Tall talks and the promises
He never met
Delusional to have a fantasy
Of a lifetime to spend together
When he's still in the dark
Not wanting to let go of the
Secluded fictional charm
Just like their hopes
Their love didn't last long
Fierce desires, they fell again
For eachother disarmed
She'd say the colour of his eyes
were as deep as his soul
But she had never seen his eyes
Only the charcoal dark of his twisted
Soul
ESTÁS LEYENDO
Silent Cries Of The Night
PoesíaIt's a collection of few poems that I've written . The story book cover picture I took from Pinterest. Readers are welcome to share their thoughts and ideas.
