Tuesday, 1 January 2013

Equation 18 : Gray.




Even if how a day
Skipping a second
But images was still
There to portray 
How I wish a heart
Kept on whispering
Hoping each day
Even if sky turns to gray
Day lights fading away
Your shadow never weaken
Or depart, shading out
Craving for only one
The love that was still red
As red as the budding rose
Turning time
What once were tears
Enlighten until it was the day
But you are here
You won’t go
Or leave me,
Astray.

Kytty.


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