вторник, 28 ноября 2017 г.

Departure

Your blue – blue smiling eyes,
Teeth so neatly standing one next to one.
Childish laughter on your sunny face,
Smart and funny arguments just to protest.
But kindness and peace are lost on your face,
When you are with me, lost in your patience.

I am your disease,
My absence’ll be your release.
Trust me, this is the way to survive
Believe me, you will surely revive.
You will get the look back in your eyes,
That used to make me happy when we were out of fights,
Now I will enjoy it from distance, we must depart
PEACE SURELY WILL BE FOUND IN OUR HEARTS.