Love seems perilous
Unexpected lies ahead
An aeon of sights, the torment
and tolerance
Now the seeds passed down stay watered by love that was taught in the eyes so young
The roots now lay unrequited
As Inclination touches down
For my sights of such love always adorned
I can’t be bitter for the phrase I love you will stay forever in our words, but in our hearts the feeling remains rooted in fear
Maybe the warmth of our skin will never be enough to calm the fire started by what could have never been
As the direness of the situation is one sided
The hope it may be is all we have.
All I have.
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'Maybe
the warmth of our skin
will never, be enough
to calm the fire, started
by what could have
never been
As our direness of a situation
is so, one sided
The hope
may be, all
we've been granted
all, that we have.'
(I hope you enjoy this writing thing, we do
because you have it in you, to voice
your Generation, dear Poet
aim High, you have the wings of Talent
to reach your dreams, If
and only If, you so wish to)
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