While her hair waves in the wind (25/11/2013):
If someday my heart be taken by fear
Then where the white lotus grow I would lay
There I would not suffer the pain from here
And basked in light I would live each day
The moon would make me strong to persevere
The sun would paint my body with it's ray
Nevermore would I be broken by leer
Nevermore would I have to go astray
But I could never do such sort of thing
Left behind those smiles , I would not bear
For no matter how harsh the suffering
To suffer more would be to hear you cry
This world and people are all that I care
Instead of losing them, I'd rather die
Author - This poetry was inspired by this image: www. zerochan 1519758
