If Those Were the Days?
Under the realm of Moonlit Night
Gust of feelings, ready to fight
Long time no see you, me a disgraced!
Angel! I am indeed and in fact long-faced
If those were the days to turn them back
Unfortunately, just full of wrapper's sack
Impaling by dint of them but just pack
Never ever able to significantly turn it back
The momentous joys and the escatsy
Were to reappear but were just a fancy
Thy comeliness, an Angel
Under thy looks am to entangle
Mine yearn to grab you simply
Seems being foolish incredibly
No liberty and rest but restlessness
The world itself proclaims selfishness
Meagre may my long seems but
Am undoubtedly bleeding with sadness cut
Your rejoin obviously brings tranquillity
May condition alters to the aspired quality
Once gone is forever and ever gone
At present remember just the one
Forgiveness is in thy hands
Let you fulfil soaked yearn in the sands
My heart cracks when I thought
Providing mine soul with only drought
Countless nights just I lost
Searching you in the brutal frost
Tears , desperation and solitude
Have intensely filled my attitude
With not intended drama but first
Filled my yearn with eternal thirst
My wishes just remained as a wish
Just like brownish desert hopes greenish
Hopes, I believe, can be fulfilled if earnest
Longed to get you as fast as the earliest
If it is to come live now or later
Just a request not you to be flirter
Let my hungry heart be pleased
Just come to mine and I be convinced
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