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
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Author:
julia<3 (Pseudonym) (
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?
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'Too many people are still waiting for joy.'
a wonderful read, thanks for sharing
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