C. Lobo Poems

C. Lobo Poems


Best Poem of C. Lobo

We live, we die.
We sleep, we cry.

Life is a blessing,
life is a curse,
we dream of things,
but still end in a herse.

We live to love,
we live for heartbreak,
what more can we do than just let it ache?

Our hearts may break,
but they will mend,
even if the pain . . .
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Searching for a meaning
Searching with a thrist
Believing in something
something to help us burst

Out of the bubble we built around us
out of the sheild we made.
We made it to stop pain
we made it to stop pain

but in making that bubble we lost our love
in making that bubble we lost . . .
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