#WritcoPoemPrompt18

In the days of inking images,
We laughed and cried in different melodies,
Across the bridges of present pressures,
We lived like main characters...

But I forgot you were my voice,
Which gave me the strength over time,
Even in a argument; you by side,
Can I have it again after drawing this line?

I walk across the golden sands,
Leaving footsteps of my memories,
Can you follow me across the lands,
Let's celebrate our victories...
© Bhoomika