I haven't written a Poem in such a long time and thought I'd add a little something to this Journal.
I hope everyone likes it. sweatdrop
My thirst is but a flower
a precious tiny bud
reduced to useless tatters
by the one guy that l loved.
How joyous in the springtime
l blossomed 'neath his touch.
but now he's left me here to die
and changed my look so much.
He's taken all my sunshine
and left me here to wilt
to fade with all the hopes
and the illusions l had built.
His lips have drained the waters
that once flowed within my veins
He's left me here to die of thirst
but still my seed remains.
Perhaps l'll find another love
who'll quench my parch remains
who'll give me back my sunshine
and I'll blossom once again.
©2008-2009 ~Princess-Orphelia biggrin
 Princess-Orphelia · Sat Oct 24, 2009 @ 02:11am · 3 Comments |
