♥ absent presence ♥
what turns me on to write this poetry
why only she exists to be in my symmetry
the presence of love is a tragical mystery
cause she is absent and not in my boundary.
its black and hard to breathe when she leaves
her impression in life relieves my core believes
but she avoids to be with me for the achieves
i am celebrating love eves in my lonely grieves.
neither i know you nor you do about me
but i am someone who adores you like devotee
a fact that we are connected to read us oversea
like bees and butterflies connects the thread, i see.
if its meant to be, it will surely find a way to be.
thank you for your time and i hope you enjoy the poems.
love you all. enjoy and celebrate.
keep the fun alive.
thank you so much for stopping by. it means a lot to me. i will see you soon.
with love – inkyfire ♥