Never Really Yours

Into the woods, I go, to find my long lost soul
Into the gardens, I go, to find my blooming love

Up above the skies I see, memories clouded up in cottony puffs
Up above the towering alps I see, stinging pains melting away in misty drops

The fluttering butterflies make my heart flutter
As memories tangle me up
in honey drips of that first kiss of passion.
The memories bind me up in reveries
I wish not to break free from

The buzzing bees break my crystal castles
Reminding me that dreams do not last
He’s yours but never really yours
They buzz away as I wade through oceans
Drifting away into dreams
I know I will never wake up from

Eivine

Hi! I’m Eivine, a writer who loves to prance around with words! Writing had been my ultimate passion ever since I learned to hold my pencil in the toddler days. Being a single child who didn’t have the luxury of YouTube, cartoons and video games of the present generation, my besties for life where books! My mother was the one who introduced me to the fantastic world of words that wove tales and poetry. One day when she returned from work, she had a big book in her hand. It was Enid Blyton’s “The Naughtiest Girl In The School.” I took it awestruck and asked her how I’m going to finish reading such a big book. She asked me to try it once and to both her and my surprise, I finished reading it in a stretch without even taking a break. That was my first step into the world of books, words, reading, and writing.