POETRY: WE.
WE.
I lived a life
She lived a life
The two paths meet
We took it as a sure bet
Tales of broken hearts
Narrations amidst the hurts
It dawned onto me
She yawned not to see
Gifts held by destiny.
©Murathe.
Reclaiming my long lost poetry spot with a wailing heart that loved and hoped for the best only that luck lied it's vote.
With many thanks for reading through, do remember to
murathe.
May I invite you to our royal hospital and get a dose enough to last you for a lifetime, Steemnurse is the place to be and she's there for us.
