Love is only but a word.
In deep sleep i find myself,
Vague visions of what we could be,
Holding on to your hand is my one desire
But, fate has its own attire.
All i can do is just admire,
That which i can hold on to when i retire.
How i wish i could hold you in my arms,
And say the words that make you respire.
Despite my foolishness,
I know my love is endless.
Troubled in my own thoughts,
Awaken from the world of fantasies,
Only to realise the reality.
You were not around,
But, close to what i own, my heart.
All the rhymes and riddles,
Written unto me by you,
I love you, was the reason
I need you, was the imagination
I love you too is my reply.
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Breaking Of A New Dawn
PoetryCause' of different situations, All love did was bring addictions. Only these written words, Became the ones to keep. Living in this world of danger, Love became a favor. Original poems by me. Hope you find the one you've been seeking.
