Time slipped;
Like grains of sand resting in her grip.
And blood flowed;
Out of his soul, pain then followed.
They exchanged a glance;
An amalgam of hate, love and regret to stand.
Love's strong;
Took away their sense of right and wrong.
They did that for love;
Afraid of the strong flow.
They raised her hands;
Stealing the sky of it's blue dye.
The sun was young;
It couldn't escape from their witty tries.
But didn't they know;
They devoid the light and the glow.
Dark envelopes them now;
They're falling deep down below.
Tears fall;
But what they've lost is all.
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Minutes To Forever
PoetryBest at #7 in poetry (29/11/16) There are some thoughts, some thoughts and some feelings. Those who seep deep down your heart, they anchor to your soul. And you can't get them apart, they are one of your own. You look at familiar faces, hoping the...
