FRIENDSHIP
#WritcoPoemPrompt121
Your notes,
Are the only things I have,
The words are like melodies that float(s),
But the letters sometimes misbehave.
Life is so beautiful as you had penned.
I still remember those beautiful lines,
you had penned something different and unique.
Your words, Life is like a Ink,
When spills on paper, spreads like water.
Like a mathematical equations, Joys added,
Sorrows subtracted, worries divided
And happiness multiplied
I have still with them, more dearer in Life.
Than anything.
Sometimes, Life is Strange, full of surprises.
Full of mystery.
Miraa
Your notes,
Are the only things I have,
The words are like melodies that float(s),
But the letters sometimes misbehave.
Life is so beautiful as you had penned.
I still remember those beautiful lines,
you had penned something different and unique.
Your words, Life is like a Ink,
When spills on paper, spreads like water.
Like a mathematical equations, Joys added,
Sorrows subtracted, worries divided
And happiness multiplied
I have still with them, more dearer in Life.
Than anything.
Sometimes, Life is Strange, full of surprises.
Full of mystery.
Miraa