A poem about love.

Beauty is what you make it

My heart is yours yet you break it

We live our lives lost in space

To you I’m filth an abhorrent disgrace

This life is meant to be enjoyed

Yet my world has been destroyed

Dreams soar high and blaze bright

Still I cascade into the dark of night

Stars twinkle and shine, filling the skies

As woeful tears consume my eyes

Beauty is what you make it

My heart is yours yet you’ll never take it 

0
Liked it
Leave a Comment
comments powered by Disqus

Hi there!

Hello! Welcome to Authspot, the spot for creative writing.
Read some stories and poems, and be sure to subscribe to our feed!

Find the Spot

Loading