Come Informal You Poem by sabit ince

Come Informal You



It's been years where,
Come, love, come real you.
Why do you make me higher,
Come, love, come real you.

It's been ages does not notice,
I look to call and ask.
Life ends expense does not stop,
Come, love, come real you.

Love illuminates ince wood,
Half of the grief is unbearable,
Did a small tree,
Come, love, come real you.
10/26/1999 kayseri

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Gajanan Mishra 08 March 2013

love illuminates. good one. I invite you to read my poems and comment.

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