The Chosen One

You are always trying
The time, never is. You can't reach it.
It slipped from your hand once, it would happen again.

You are not ready, try a bit more.
Red, white, paint the world.
Open your heart.
It might stay forever. It might pick you this time.
Love.​

 

Lovely! Thanks for sharing : )

 

Thank You so much for passing by! I really appreciate it. Have a Nice day! Pemb

 

Always trying and falling...
it gets heaver,
becomes a burden.

You're not ready, try a bit more.
purple, black, remake the world...
open your heart.
it might sting forever, it might pick you thie time.
Love?

Hey, it's been a while girl, i've been missing you, but i suposse... it was worthy since i was able to read this.

your poem... short but interesting. Thoughts about the love that some day will be? still the will to find, still the pain of not to.

Such a beautiful poem... I am not to good at the white things but... i enjoyed reading you even thought i made a mirrored response to your words. Sorry, i couldn't avoid it -.-'

A pleasure as always dear chosen one.

Hugs.

 

You know what? I LOVE your mirror responses. A drug to me. And it's so good to see you. I know I've been flying all over and couldn't stop by earlier. BUT..what a way of returning if I'm getting your visit!. And everything is right....a wannabe love and the pursuit of love. I think both of them suits perfect. A tough dream that needs to be fullfilled.
Hey..happy 2013...let's make it interesting! I'm, feeling playful this time, la vie en rose. hahahaha quite opposite from you.
Love, PW

 

Pemb- wonderful to find your lines this morning. It's been a while- Love, demise and fortune.


All the hugs Pemb...

 

Hi dear!! I'ts been a huge while indeed! I've missed you. It's so good to see you here, Thank you! tons of kisses.