Poetry

rare petals the physique is unique
standing tall at the sidelines of my heartbeat
the girl i see everyday, so sad so sad we do not speak
but louder my heart preach
wish it could practice

wild precious flower
in eden, not in my garden
i got roses that poses only take my heart for an hour
looking at you is a burden
it hurts deep to the inner core

wish you were mine mine mine
i would shine
then make you greener
please be mine