My Best Laid Plan

My Best Laid Plan short poem

I live with the illusion of you and I –
The perfect match surrounded by love’s ring.
Now we stand afar and watch us grow,
Mature into who we want to be.
I don’t dream of a reckless love,
Colored with pettiness and misjudging.
What I behold for us
Is respect, trust and passion –
A bonfire of true love.
I speak for me and my heart,
In my mind we are so vivid
I see us surviving all adversity.
We all know they never work out
But that’s why it’s my plan
I behold you I beget you.

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Bhargavi Kerur

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Welcome to HoP @Diana_Rita and what a wonderful debut! your writing is simple and clear and hits a chord with the reader instantly. Keep them coming!


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