Its a rare gift of life.
Its like moonlight filling the empty dark streets.
Its like the beam of light taking over the darkness.
We've come so far,
It only gets stronger.
This love i have for you,
Is the amount of the stars in our sky.
I will always be here,
Day and night.
I could give away my happiness,
To find yours.
Because this rare gift of life,
Has cured me.
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Compilation Of Sad Poems
Poetryi think, every poet has a different meaning to the word 'poem' but to me, my poems are my feelings, my emotions, my story, my mind and my perspective. i think, poems are emotions and feelings which i am filled up with. so simply, my poems are what...
