Strings of love surround me,
They hold me and cajole me,
Her smiles haunt my mind,
Memories I thought I left behind.
Find me in my dream,
She’s beautiful,
She’s a queen.
So fragile, so fragile,
My heart breaks with her smile.
I’m sitting all alone,
Waiting, by my phone,
Her words hang in the air,
Like the perfume in her hair,
I held her close not long ago
But I had to let her go,
She’s beautiful,
She’s a queen.
So fragile, so fragile,
My heart breaks with her smile.
I see a silhouette against the sun,
I pull the trigger on my gun,
The world has broken me
I helped end the misery,
Now I look into her eyes,
I laugh at those lies…
She stands and stares at a falling star,
Am drifting away from her, so far, so far…
She’s beautiful; she’s a queen,
So fragile, so fragile,
My heart breaks with her smile.
3 Comments:
augh damn.
did it have to be sad??
well written, though.
God bless!
look, but dont touch.
Its the same all the time...good things dont last
hi tarang, long time. thanks for the comment. just a month back, as a challenge, i started this blog. so how are you. you are an accomplished writer. your poems make sense. do keep in touch. regards naresh rao
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