Malaya Roses

Rookie - 219 Points (16/12/ / Malaysia)

The Bridge - Poem by Malaya Roses

O my tears was done
In here
I had the misery enough
From the northern star
Silent yard is ready
Embrace the skull of many broken memories
Down with summer sun
I’m seeking a faith in love
Never welcome a compromising lie
About dream
Might such tiny crispy hope
Made of dew
Morning is here
And I am done with you;
The burnt bridge.

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, October 9, 2011

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