all of the obstruction,
saved?
but quite different from the past few years.
a few mild overcasting without glow,
a word consist of three letters,
and everyone has the right to hear it,
i love you,
yes indeed,
for saving me,
for the past few years,
i am saved,
the dignity of rights,
my imagination under the estimation of such meaningful limits,
are you okay?
my beloved one?
securely after days,
there are unnumbered,
sometimes the tangle,
they fall,
they strand,
but never stand at all,
are a coward?
a coward with a creepy heart?
indeed?
i am sure,
nevertheless your'e special to us,
even you don't mean too much,
your'e meaningful because,
you are a human being my friend,
you have the right to speak out your own voice,
invoked?
please out mute,
silenced?
please out mute,
please,
let your spirit flow,
let your body start to move,
please,
let your imaginations be shown,
all together,
on your own,
same with the butterflies flying on the top of the flowers,
fluttering,
sometimes,
they fling,
rest,
sip some nectar,
and fly again,
are you going to sip?
to sip god's words?
are go going to rest?
to rest with him in the eternity of life,
to the never lasting joy?
are you going to fly again my dear?
please,
come,
be a butterfly,
fly my friend,
flutter away.
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A Grateful Poetry (UNDER EDITING)
Poetrya poetry made after laughter Announcement: This book is under editing, To have a better experience from reading this, I wanted to edit some parts of it with Grammatical Errors, Typographical Errors, Lame Structures of poetry, The One word poetry th...
