Tuesday 5 August 2014

I would be gone...

There would be a day,when
All of it would be,meaningless...



The words you had saved,for
A tomorrow,that wasn't there...


The story in your crumpled pages
No one would hear again...


The one dream,you wanted to gift,would
Never wake,off a night's sleep...



The desire would still be there,but

I would be gone.....

1 comment:

  1. nice poetry..really suggests a day should be lived fully.

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