PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

Two worlds gliding into one,

And its unknown of what’s beyond,

And something is aware of us,

Someone dying is not so fond.



And our love grows stronger,

By every passing day it grows,

But someone’s in the bushes,

A secret no one knows.



Something led me here with you,

A guiding light, an angelic wing,

And as much as it is here,

I can no longer hear it sing.



The light is fading quick,

And my love for you is bleak,

Something's in the way,

And I am proved too weak.