Staring at the lines , not knowing what to write.
Time flies...
flies,
and flies
but it seems like I can't forget your eyes.
Their colour was an inspiration,
but it depends on interpretation,
if they were red or blue-sadness or affection.
-when you left I lost my biggest inspiration...
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Dear reader,
Once again thank you for taking time of your day to read my work. This short poem is about my struggle with writer's block after someone I loved left my life. It is not the best piece of work I have written but I love looking back at it and seeing how much I have grown.
Let me know what you think in the comments!
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134340 Elements of Hope
PoetryDear All, Firstly, thank you for taking time of your day to click on my work. This here is my amateur collection of confessional poetry in which I have poured out my heart, thoughts and melancholy. Please stick with me on a journey of emotions and...
