I'm like your forgotten yesterday,
swaying away carelessly anyway.
Not as crazy as before but I'm still on your mind,
but just so limited,me;you no more want to find.
I've seen the homes you've been in past,these feelings I can't get rid.
You're the clever one,I'm timid.
Our reckless adventure and we're doom!
Can I get a photo of your room?
Things are all the same,I never known you at all,
your turn will come one day,after all.
My voice became slurred when your fingers entwine,
sliding along your arms into mine.
I felt like a vagabond with the reminisce,
getting De Ja vu without any hesitance.
25.11.23
YOU ARE READING
Rose garden that grew within me✔
PoetryI literally remember those days when I had this sort of conversation with my sister over the phone: "guess what?" "lemme guess another new poem!".🥀 and then we scream 'Yay' in our own world of happiness. I re-read some of my favourites among these...
