Poesia of a call after 21:47

jjulia

 

 

Who knew that one call could change your universe.

One difference in society could change your preferences.

One person could change the world.

It’s vital to understand my  worth because it is

the foundation or crumbling of my heart's drawstring.

 

Disheveled 

 

Keep me in your thoughts and prayers please.

I don’t have the capacity for more losses.

I’d like to capture all my loved ones and keep them in a box forever. 

So that we could live happily together.

But this is not happiness, no choice of free will.

Life and Love must move on.

 

Confused

 

It pains and aches

But the earth keeps rotating 

Every day and hour the sun doesn’t stop gleaming for a simple plight.

Misfortune won’t make the moon dim its eyes.

Too many people are still waiting for joy.

She does not come when you want her

When you need her

She is already waiting for You.

All you need is acceptance.

 

Resentment 

 

Bring her in though the bitter odor of hate fills your house. 

Don’t let it harden you.

Your energy will be complacent without the dew of joys effect. 

Like molasses it will melt as sweet iron enters your soul. 

And your heart will be strengthened by endurance.

 

Adoption

  • Author: julia<3 (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: June 4th, 2023 21:19
  • Comment from author about the poem: I wrote this after getting a call from a good friend. What do you think he, she or they told me?
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • L. B. Mek

    'Too many people are still waiting for joy.'
    a wonderful read, thanks for sharing



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