Promises are not made
To soon be broken
Made are they not
For them just to be forgotten
Though why do we say
That promises aren't ment to stay?
When in our hearts
We want them not betrayed...
Promises, promises
Made to be broken are they not
Inspiration and hope
Is their purpose and its fulfillment is its cause
hmmm i like this poem done in short way but rich with good composition of sweet words...tnjoyed it very much... hope you never forget me and poems to comment...appreciate your comments alot... if you do more in litle detail form.my poems are there to read... I am with 6 books in hand...
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