A little girl -
once that were you and me,
more of me- maybe;
dreams of some love and more,
a lot of oceans back-
when love stayed-
now and forever,
The sun died into oblivion,
a patient moon would awake,
hearing prayers,
feeling teardrops of broken souls,
A love-brushed soul longs an ever hug,
selfless bonding go unnoticed,
when self vows for this story-
ending forever;
Would you have cared?
like before-
when others didn't influence-
feelings and your soul,
Could it be possible?
you were weak?
loving me with doubt?
Could it be true?
Your love is a pretence?
breaking me -
trying foul - to unbreak me?
Tears soak my night pillow,
when you stayed -
wondering awake,
if I was the one?
People of your blood wanting us untogether,
They are of a importance -
and myself - a twig
run over and again,
bearing crushing dreams of others,
I am exhausted-
trying and untrying all at once,
Hoping to fulfill -
a little girl's dream of love and more.
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