Your words keep following and following me
Into my darkest dreams.
There is no escaping.
It is like you got lost in a maze-
You keep running and running and running,
But everywhere you look,
There is no way out.
I regret how ended what we had in just a blink,
When you asked me that pretty question
On a usual Friday in October.
YOU ARE READING
Poetry
PoetryJust a bunch of words that came through my mind. --------- „Poetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words" - Robert Frost „Poetry is an echo, asking a shadow to dance" - Carl Sandburg „Genuine poetry can communicat...
