Poems about flash
Not Alive Become
to die of thirst suspecting
who dies and to his friend
he who in himself believes
who till they died, did not alive become
he'll sigh "the other she is where?
"
that person that i was
this also i have learnt
failed like themselves and conscious that it rose
when they together victory make
how sick to wait in any place but thine
and tell you all your dreams were true
this, and my heart, and all the fields
and yet, one summer, we were queens
not yet suspected but for flash
just as sure
But For Yourself
never mind silent fields
that every time i wake
but searching i could see
to see this curious friend
just see if i troubled them
that felt so ample yesterday
not yet suspected but for flash
i had not had but for yourself
i'll say remember king
i am alive because