Poetry

Dilemma of love

To love, is to lose.

To love, is to choose.

To love, is to the ocean blue.

However to love, sometimes maybe to never have a clue. 

For to love, is just to do. 

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Lovers

Her mind weighed 
The certainty of her heart’s state 

But love had no control over fate
And destiny is written long before time determines

For even if he was too late
It’ll never change how her love for him has always been. 

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Coloring love 

I guess I’m just a mess when it comes to the prospect of new beginnings 

I keep coming back to the comforts I know 

Taking me right back to moments I shouldn’t have stayed 

And every color I’ve seen was nothing like how it used to be

Less vibrant, when you’re no longer with me. 

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Her Footsteps

She climbed over his walls
Ventured into his heart

Till she found footsteps
She knew someone else been here before
Or maybe still is

She loved him
So she walked back to where her heart resides

Hoping he trailed her footsteps instead
Just maybe, He’ll find his way back

And hopefully, she’ll be home till then.¬†

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