by Branson Shao | |
Published on: May 21, 2007 | |
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Type: Poetry | |
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It was love indeed Once I met you, wedged on my mind I failed to guess, the reason why Wished could not see you again So I’d clear your image and awesome feelings enforced For many like you once kaput my heart It was love indeed. You keep on appearing My choice non other than let you know how I feel Your smile pleasant affection we shared lead to forget all the scars of this way It was love indeed that corner we usually met Was like a pond of lotus flowers What make thee appear no more? Then you said “I love you” from the other side of phone My heart immersed in the deep ambrosia and desired no more It was love indeed That lead us share our time, one bed and plan My heart once again broken, limbs feeble, feeling dejected The wound you created worse painful than that of Caesar by Brutus’s sword I loved thee great and deep my daring It was love indeed That I cried when you did, smiled when it pleased us. Lend me your ears, I’ll tell you To live without you daring is living without my own heart. So to the world of unknown I pack Meet you when you come Within the rooms of My Soul, you will never be a stranger Indeed it was love That made you appear like flying bird’s shadow to my life. « return. |