Poetry – Page 4 – Youthopia

The promise

If I was a mistake for you, a regretful past I hope you don’t make such a thing last Wash

I’m climbing this hill once more, Oh! I still have so long to go, The road seems to get longer

Often, many of us are succumbed to situations were a continuous feud between the mind and the heart happens and

Every single moment we grow…. We learn, we live …. Days go by in monotony… Without any time to ponder

Daddy said I was the best Mommy said I was the prettiest They brought me up with great affection I

I just am coming, to a road that never is. To the worlds that never ceases, in the far deep

an 18th century love song for you, who did me wrong and for all of this bias i put you

Stop! Stop where you are. Move not your mouse. Click not another link. Deny your brain of any escape-thought. For

Slumber eludes me Repudiates me like a bored suitor Long lost are effervescent days And a friable heart. Books, parchment,