Friday, 26 February 2021

Love so deep

 Feb. 26, 2021.


Love is a man with many faces,

It made me shine my thirty-six,

Till it's withering knife grow its wings,

And it became a bird that perches on trees.


Its nest is supposed to be my home,

But every day it roams,

And every night is just another home,

And a time hope as to boom.


I have lived in this body so long,

Now time to shatter my longing,

All the hole that love has dug,

I could swear it isn't its doing.


Yesterday I nearly said I was done,

That I have found the one,

Everyone agreed that the seed was sown

But now, I couldn't see it to own.


Say it that my greediness has born a baby,

That my moves are slutty,

Maybe it is or messy,

I know everything knotty.

Will end with joy(After every difficulty there will be ease).


Note:

I hope this calm you for a little while.


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