Trystant times

I hope I get love soon,

I heard it's beautiful,

like butterflies in sky,

and stars when aligned,

but all I felt were the days pass by,

I wait for you for so long,

why aren't you found?

drifts of sky,

thrusts of wind,

whispers pass,

smiles exchange,

distant laugh,

trystant times,

misted sounds,

wake up now.

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  1. PravSeptember 14, 2024 at 10:24 PM

    Bruv this poem is so good. I did not even realise I needed to read this poem until I did. When you become a famous poet, remember me as your first supporter lol.

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  2. SwSeptember 16, 2024 at 6:11 AM

    bro you can compete against william shakepeare and win. no kidding

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  3. ManasviSeptember 16, 2024 at 10:15 AM

    Oh my god. She ate with this one folks 🔥🔥🔥🔥

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