Its a Myth

Sitting on top of th tower 
Beside the window 
Down my eyes gaze on the way we met
Tears run down my cheeks like a sad river 
During dry season
I wonder why i feel this way for you
Yet i cant languish your presence

I hate to say i love you
But i hate alittle bit more  to run away from you
Coz i tried but i didnt manage to succede
You just a myth

I cant explain you in words
Yet am a word smith
Even good artitectures cant bring out
The blue print of what is happening in my heart
I loose my breath in you site 
I die i little more because of you 
Yet i still want u more 
I believe the death u give mi 
is the death of deaths
That brings life to me
You just a myth

A gold in my eyes ..
A prinky in my heart 
Yet a myth in my head

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Tatiana Nde

Date: 10/6/2018 10:10:00 AM

Hello Your words are true and Inspiring. This is what is actually going on in my country. I feel the pain and sorrow of innocent children and mothers crying. The sorrow of young girls and boys been taken away. Houses burnt to ashes and life sucked out of innocent souls. Lord please save us.

Mahtab Bangalee

Date: 10/1/2018 12:19:00 AM

O' thy heart is blue print of sky, no vastness there are of love, no drops of ocean there are of tear, but a dove on sky merely is flying, on the peak of tower just hauling a roar, no arrow, no bow, no Cupid just a rose has been dead by its thorns..../ nicely penned