"I have never tasted the brightness of yellow, the calmness of blue, the cheer of green or the love of red. I felt something; still do I, but never related to colours. I only know the pureness of white and the mystery of black. Oh, and grey. For most of you, it's just a colour but it defines every little thing to me."
Here you might find poem related to sad or broken feeling... hope you guys enjoyed it ... Have good time
She was a wanderer, not because she travels a lot ,but because her mind was always somewhere else. ------------------------------------------------------------- Book cover: picture from google.
(poem book) *editing* poems about a girl whose thoughts don't let her sleep at night.many of you may relate . so read and give your views and you will have someone who will understand your pain . you are not alone :) don't steal my poems plx :). all rights reserved. (achievments) *HQ love award (watty2014winner) 30 J...