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Red Poetry Poem
I prayed for you,
A thousand times, in a thousand ways.
But every single moment,
I recounted the days.
Never have I ever forgot to pray.
For which I tried so hard.
If only my eyes could say.
I cried for you,
In an endless cycle of nights.
I was sleepless for you,
For at least a thousand nights.
My eyes were wet,
Wet with sorrow and pain.
The pain of losing you,
Was making me insane.
Wherever I go, I could see you.
Whenever I dream, I dream of you.
You are an unforgettable memory of mine,
If only I could see you one last time,
I could say I am on cloud nine.
If only my eyes could speak,
The phrases of my heart.
I would have felt,
As if I conquered the earth.
Eyes can tell the truth,
Hidden within the soul.
Because they have natural innocence,
One which makes us whole.
But I guess it’s too late,
Yet my heart can't seem to forget.
For me, it will always be you.
Never will I ever forget to pray for you.
Alas! My Lady in Green,
You will always be a part of me,
Even if I die or the world ends.
You will always remain special to me.
Copyright © RED POETRY | Year Posted 2024
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Red Poetry Poem
I still remember the day I saw you,
It as fresh and beautiful, like the early morning dew.
It was in the season of winter,
when the sky was clear and cold breeze blew.
Yet when I saw you for the first time, my heart melted away from the warmth of that view.
My heart stood still for a while, as I grazed upon that smile,
It was amazing yet simple, which I hadn't seen in a while.
One look at the smile, struck me like fire.
It was warm and peaceful, like an eternal desire.
The feeling that consumed me was different,
As if I had known her for years.
Never before, I had a feeling so strong,
Even in a million years.
Her eyes were black, yet filled with emotion.
Telling me stories of the universe, which I listened with devotion.
The way she nurtured her hairs, moving it away from her face was a majestic scene.
A scene with captivating beauty, one which I had never seen.
Day and night, everywhere at sight
All I could see was her smile.
Feeling such kind of power,
Was never in my style.
One look at her, and my heart said she's the one.
It was ever so true and bright, like that glorious sun.
Be it be poetry or sketch, everything reminded me of her,
One which inspiration for my art.
Her presence was eternal and true, like the stories of heaven and earth.
With every stroke of my pencil, I tried to capture the essence of her beauty.
I used to observe every little detail about her, and aimlessly admired beauty.
Beauty not limited to the body, but the soul.
She was gentle and sweet, that could quench my heart as a whole.
She isn't with me now for i failed to keep her heart.
But she is ever present in my life, as immortalised her presence through my art.
Copyright © RED POETRY | Year Posted 2024
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