The wind's whistling sound calls me
Arranging tones like symphony
As if it has its own melody
Which sounds like heavenly.
Some leaves of the tree may have fallen
But the memories it holds will never be forgotten
Each moment was engraved in my heart and memory
And I am here, working hard so patiently.
Should I need to worry?
Your physical presence, I can't see
But I can feel you in my heart
And I know it was written in the stars.
Here I am listening intently
To the whispers of hope that sounds softly
I have come a long way already
I'm going to make it, believe me.
The street light is shining merrily
Evoking good vibes in my poetry
Its meaning lights up vividly
Indeed, a masterpiece for you and me.
MacJulez finds writing as an exploration. He believes that life is a matter of choice, not a matter of chance.
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