
BELOVED~ BY VANDANA MARTIN
In childhood’s glow, my sister was sweet, a pure cherub
A rose in bloom, her laughter rang, in every room, her presence sang
In childhood’s glow, my sister was sweet, a pure cherub
A rose in bloom, her laughter rang, in every room, her presence sang
This is my letter dear beautiful
Written in red ink with precision
Scribed by my heart without salutation
For you, miss easy on the eyes
Sometimes I wish that I
could end this miserable life
just because of someone like you
I hate you but I’ll miss you
you hurt me and you feel bad
oh, oh bad I love you
but you don’t love me back.
A splash of tonic to set the mood.
A warm bath to dull the senses.
A mere 10 minutes into my aqua therapy and it happens.
I lost my dream
somewhere, I thought
little did I know,
It was there, always
lying in the cold
alone and lucid..