Poetry

BLEED

Flowers wilting, autumn leaves 
falling,
death waiting, winter chills
looming,
deafening silence, lifeless stares,
such pleasure, that's to treasure, 
such ignorance, that's hard to 
measure,
such closure, that's for sure

read between my lines,
do not step on the mines,
I am more than a glass of wine,
I am less than divine,
I know you're not mine,
I also know you won't be mine.


This poetry tells about something that
can't to be yours, it can be love, friend
that are impossible to reach.