She was like the shining moon within the darkest of night.
Voice like an evening breeze that brush against the ear.
Her scent that of a morning dew.
Her presence that of an eclipse.
She is a one in a life time blessing.
Oh i wish i can see the moon.
Oh i wish i can feel the breeze.
Oh i wish i can smell the fragrance.
"When are you coming back", i moaned.
The beauty of nature is to be cherish.
It can't be found when lost.
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What I like about this poem is that it can be interpreted for anything that is lost, whether it's a lost lover or any other attachment. Nice!
It really can't be found when lost.. like the sun,moon,rain,star,etc..
Nice poem
Thanks