This blog consists of the bits and pieces of my life that I can't quite express nor put into perspective except through writing.
Leave me on a desserted island with nothing but a pen and a piece of paper; with those, I shall create myself another world.
Friday, September 2, 2011
Fading Vividly
The night was pale
The stars were dim
I sat there
Thinking of him
And the burned out fire.
Ashes to ashes
Dust to dust
Gone is the love
Gone is the lust
Yet lingers around
My sense of despair
For the fact that he
Is no longer there.
4 comments:
I am usually not that much into rhymed poetry but yours was very good :)
& For the fact that he is not coming back.
well written.
Sara, Thank you =]
Maha, I'm glad you liked it even though rhyming isnt a preference of urs xD thnx!
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