Little did I know,
Your love is not sincere
It’s the pretty face and
Sweet voices of mine
You adore
Not the inside me
Not the real who I am
Little did I know
Wiping away the tears
Rolling down my cheeks
Is the last thing you’d do
It’s my faking smile and
Pretending Chuckling of joy
You always want
Little Did I know
It’s my young energy and
my jolly movement
which attract you most
Not the pathetic stories
behind all the sparkling mask
Little Did I know
You’d ditch me
Out of your life
Once I no longer have
All the sweet essence
Little Did I know
In the end of the story
I will be left alone
It will be just me and myself.
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Dearest ,
You in this poet is the anology of the world. It loves us when we are young, full of energy and when we give off the sweet essence of our beauty and youth.
But it's not the real love, coz in the end.........
I hope all of you enjoy my poet.
My Gratitude to all of you
Cheers.... !
- Ghivan Christine -
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Short Poems Collection
PoesiThe collection of my poems of the romantic love and bitter sweet life in the stormy changing world. Through the wave and turbulence till landed on the green grassy land where the tranquility is the air we breathe. I wish my readers enjoy my poems.
