My semi-loved delusions, fears, thoughts -
The shoutin' summary of years passing by
The blueness lost of dried forget-me-nots
Reminds of someone, never askin' why
A sleepless night – too long to find ways out
An empty bed – stay up all night and cry
A lonley soul in the stuffy croud
I look for someone, never askin' why
I estimate the tears same as the dew of dawn
If true and candid – always shining bright
Just feel me, love me, find me – ever lorn
My dear One, who's never askin' why.
i beg thee, oh severe but equitable critics, say some words 'bout this piece of poetry!
