It begins like a marriage,
ends like a song.
The greatest at first,
but brings grief when it's gone.
Funny the way it is,
how we effortlessly live,
but struggled to become one.*
From single souls,
to fools in love...
I wonder,
why our grass is no longer green,
and how we were once in the clouds,
yet we're six feet under?
It's Amazing how it's true,
that I've seen it all, and
lost it all too.
-em;
* This was simply talking about how people go
through so much just to be together, but will live with one another
so easily.
Saturday, August 8, 2009
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
2 comments:
Its when you have the ability to express the feelings , thoughts , experiences - the ones that many fight for the stregnth to let out ? When you have the abilty to express those things , know you're something special .
MG.
Did iMention that's exactly what I'm experiencing ? But couldn't explain ?
Love your poem :)
Post a Comment