Fragments of my mind
Are accompanying you
I have never had this kind
Horrifying me
Fragments of my words
Are accompanying you
I have never had this kind
Chilling me
Fragments of my love
Are accompanying you
Why are you so quiet now
No sign, no sound,
No passion, no love-bound
Fragments of my poems
Are accompanying you
At last you wrote poetry
Or was it just flattering me?
Fragments of my love
Are accompanying you
Why are you so quiet now
No sign, no sound,
No passion, no love-bound
Fragments of my poems
Are accompanying you
At last you wrote poetry
Or were you just flattering me?
Remember! You loved me!
Sylvia Frances Chan
@September-disaster, 12.34 hrs p.m.
On The Nine Eleventh - 2011
Hello Negative, yess, YOU are right, I had to give my everything, not only fragments...BUT...if I've given everything completely...there won't be....a...poem..LOL...Thank you for your sympathetic reaction!