7th August From The Past Poem by Jessica Cheuk

7th August From The Past

Rating: 5.0


Time flies before I realise it,
After few years I still hold onto this,
Hoping that shooting star to dust on me,
But passion is gone,
Love is wrong,
I don't have to wait for long,
Soon enough I found it torn,
Nothing even been so strong.
I realise time flies before it,
Few years after I still hold onto this,
Shooting star hoping to dust on me.

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
It was a beautiful summer morning when I first met his eyes. We locked our eyes on each other, words are needless.
I had a strong feeling of deja vu, as if we've known each other for centuries.

Since then, every 7th of August, I'll run into men like him. But they never stay, just as the time never does.

Did I fall for them? I know I loved them once.
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