Feelings you could never explain. That’s what poetry is.
CELINE ZABADFeelings you could never explain. That’s what poetry is.
CELINE ZABADI’ve lost count of my losses.
CELINE ZABADWhen you least expect it, death creeps in and reminds you of life.
CELINE ZABADSometimes I get my youth confused with age.
CELINE ZABADLove, if true, stays when all else is gone.
CELINE ZABADI miss you even in my dreams.
CELINE ZABADNostalgia is a box of forget me nots.
CELINE ZABADNostalgia seems to haunt me these days I wonder if it’s old age or just a phase.
CELINE ZABADTeach me how to forgive cause I can’t seem to forget.
CELINE ZABADI’ve chased after sunsets too many times to know how precious time is.
CELINE ZABADRegret is a time travel in a world where time only moves forward.
CELINE ZABADNothing screams undress me like the scent of you on me.
CELINE ZABADThe best way to be misunderstood is to care too much.
CELINE ZABADI wonder if you’re thinking of me like I’m thinking of you.
CELINE ZABADMusic is a different kind of intimacy. So is poetry.
CELINE ZABADCan I write you into existence?
CELINE ZABAD