My love is a burden
Always waying me down
It flies on wings
But you shotÂ
And I came to you
For peace
Only to find war
You were my beautiful
The one that I love
Flying on wings
You were my beautiful
The one that held me tight
Then the darkness came
And my wings didn’t work
So you left
When I was no longer so beautiful
3 comments
this is a very nice poem.
except that its sad. i wish there was no pain in the world. 🙁
I don’t mean to be mean. Rude. Or a downer but that’s not going to happen in my lifetime. It’s the nature if mankind to fight and shove others down, which causes sadness among us who were stepped on. I agree. The poem is Amazing and very raw. I love it.
Thank you i think that there is room for improvement but i love it too.