True love is a rare beauty
Pictured in a perfect couple
But, looking beyond the rings
There may be a familiar bird
You’ve always known as a Rose
Hiding behind love, crying, save me!
Under the blue sky birds fly
Freedom is all you may see
Yet those tiny wings are chained
There are many familiar birds
You’ve always known as lovers
Hiding behind love, crying, save me!
The oceans have its depth
Where valuable treasures are found
Yet in it, a lot are lost
Beneath hearts of the familiar birds
You’ve always known as perfect lovers
Bloods are gushing, please save me!
Going through the stories told
Of glittering jewelries sold
Remember, not all sold are gold
There are familiar birds
You’ve always known as lovers
Hiding behind love, crying, save me!
A love nectar may taste sweet
But beyond the flowers scent
The bees that suck, get choked
There are familiar birds
You’ve always known as lovers
Hiding behind love, crying, save me!
e-Paper Poetry of Vinx 