Monday, April 2, 2012

Lose you

When there is a start,
it always comes with an end.
And I hate the spite of thought
that I won't be able to see you again.
But like the sun-
when it sets
The very next day, it resets
over and over, it forgets
and for us- we depend,
and for it, it does distance..
-so there,
for it all does ends..


The Unknowngnome said...

I'm getting envious now! Your writing is getting better and better.

Great pic also.

Some kind of courage. said...

Thank you!! <3 Everything influences my life right now, I'm finally getting the chance to find myself..xo

Gabrielle - I LIKE IT FAST said...


Carrie Burtt said...

This is beautiful and thought provoking...i love it! :-)

haze said...

"And I hate the spite of thought
that I won't be able to see you again."

This is bittersweet, but still is beautiful and hopeful and delicate.

You are lovely, darling, don't ever stop writing. xx

I do, I do. said...

This composition is so expressive! There could be so many thoughts, so many ideas!


David C *デイヴィッド* said...

You blog is so light and fresh! :)

Would you like to follow each other??

Thank you!

Anonymous said...

love this poem - wise and such a
memorable cadence- i know endings
at times are so untimely.