Poetry The Wooden Frame Friend

The Wooden Frame Friend

Memories in the middle of the wooden frame
Glued together with a smile on fragile walls
Glazed eyes stared anxiously
Is that beautiful memories ??

I've been unable to dream
Say or hope
As well as your feeling in the arms
In the current time
You're getting far pulled over
I could not hold the emotion
You are spoiling my soul
Tears in my eyes
Looking at the portrait
I held tightly

Poetry The Wooden Frame Friend 2017-03-22T00:21:00+07:00 Rating: 4.5 Diposkan Oleh: Kar