(Only a very talented writer can write such a beautiful poem. Please do not miss reading this excellent poem)New World
MISSED THE DAYS
Missed the days of that journey
Struck by an arrow from somewhere
A puzzle lay ahead of everwinding road!
Heart beats a thousand times
Pale as the creamy champagne
Pulse so loud as chamberlain...
Eyes not bleak but radiant
Cheeks rosy as the sunset beyond...
Lips whispering sweet nothings!
I did not meant to hurt you...
I miss you, really I do!
I just have to go to forget...
Forget the sweet days of yearning
Secret unraveling with meaning
Missed the days were together...
When will I forget you?
I asked the flowers, shook their petals.
I asked the ocean, waved incessantly.
Sheltered in a cave, memory lingers...
I asked the spring, never knows
Not losing hope, when my love?
All rights reserved Cynthia Abegail
MISSED THE DAYS
Missed the days of that journey
Struck by an arrow from somewhere
A puzzle lay ahead of everwinding road!
Heart beats a thousand times
Pale as the creamy champagne
Pulse so loud as chamberlain...
Eyes not bleak but radiant
Cheeks rosy as the sunset beyond...
Lips whispering sweet nothings!
I did not meant to hurt you...
I miss you, really I do!
I just have to go to forget...
Forget the sweet days of yearning
Secret unraveling with meaning
Missed the days were together...
When will I forget you?
I asked the flowers, shook their petals.
I asked the ocean, waved incessantly.
Sheltered in a cave, memory lingers...
I asked the spring, never knows
Not losing hope, when my love?
All rights reserved Cynthia Abegail
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