Your velvety voice –
melts my gloomy thoughts
wakes me from painful nightmares
takes me to a new world
softens my unkind heart
and stops tough words midway
I ask for a meeting
and you say,
‘Some people are meant to heard,
not seen.’
Your velvety voice –
melts my gloomy thoughts
wakes me from painful nightmares
takes me to a new world
softens my unkind heart
and stops tough words midway
I ask for a meeting
and you say,
‘Some people are meant to heard,
not seen.’
:((( oh my..sad ending
oh well..many poems seem to end up sad..somehow that comes more easily to me:)