Her voice utters in the empty corners of the streets,
As I submit to the insanity of my minds,
Her shadows enhance the frame of my dreams,
While I drift between the marching crowds of empty cities,My soul from within itself abandons my body,
To the empty crowds I travel for a journey,
In search for your presence,
You are here ,I feel your heartbeat approaching mine,The silent crowd sways me,
as they crash into me,
Lost vision, no sight,
but a crumbling voice that guides me,
to your heartbeat,
I search,
here and there,
nothing I find.I miss the most precious of people,
I miss the love and tenderness,
and as if time stops without you,
as if every hour seems a lifetime,Today, ,
I wrote to you;
about the pain that I shall keep,
Concealed between the ribs of my heart
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Burning Papers-love poems
PoetryThese set of poems were published to describe love in a very unique way, hope, love and hate all in one poem