Did you see it coming?
This storm of sights and flowers that are ready for blossoming.
Could you hear the voices?
Oh those sweet whispers that were telling us the written stories for us.
But we couldn't understand!
How did we come here?
How did this come here?
I still remember the music of the old violin playing for the broken hearts.
Yet I still wanted to know what's next.
Walking the heavenly gardens was an easy path,
but not when it led me to the final destination.
I knew it was going to be a hard start,
And an even harder goodbye,
When my heart started beating as a drum.
I just knew this is the destiny.
I knew it was the first night with my platonic you...
comments are welcomed
Comments
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BRILLIANT
I love the way you write.
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Beautiful job
Oh those sweet whispers that were telling us the written stories for us.
But we couldn't understand!
How did we come here?
How did this come here?
I still remember the music of the old violin playing for the broken hearts.
Yet I still wanted to know what's next.
Walking the heavenly gardens was an easy path,
but not when it led me to the final destination.
I knew it was going to be a hard start,
And an even harder goodbye,
ALsome jus alsome u did a great job with this poem sis.. alsome work.. loved it..

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What a wonderful title to match such a well written poem. The imagery in this was just outstanding, as well as the emotion through out. Loved it, keep writing!!
Silvos.



