Angels of night

arial

Feeling like a ripple

Falling from the liqour

Too jazzed too uptight

Wanna leave this riddle

Whats the past all i know is trash

Whats the point in reasons?

Feeling lost in the fights 

Too used to these stings

I cry with a smile in my eyes..

No need to wipe...

These rains of sighs...

You are my wamth of night

 

 

  • Author: arial (Offline Offline)
  • Published: May 20th, 2023 23:31
  • Category: Unclassified
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Comments4

  • Bobby O

    Too used to these strings
    Great line. It says so many things and perfectly balances the piece. I like it. Nice write.

  • arial

    Thanyou for your compliment

  • Rainbow

    Lovely poem

    • arial

      Thankyou💞

    • Rainbow

      Your welcome



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