I've never tried something new,
Hoping one day this love will bloom.
To the person who took away the gloom,
At the same house, in the same room,
Hoping that I could meet you soon.
Late night phone calls,
I'm pretty sure you took away my soul.
Made memories at the bedroom wall.
This isn't right at all,
But I don't want to let you go.
A week past by,
You haven't still called.
I never felt this way before.
I am worried, are you alright?
I think I have been fall.
Teardrops streaming,
I can still hear you breathing.
50 years have past,
Who could knew this flower would last.
As the memories stain on the wall,
Once a dream of mine, I recall.
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Inspired by Flowers from 1970
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elegies
PoetryA collection of my poetry and lyrics that I made during the quarantine. Lately, this became my diary. This is composed of my dreams, thoughts, feelings, and fantasy. Some of them are canon, and some of them are based on my very own experience. Somet...
