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Sombro
Poems
Feb 2015
The Rays of Hope
When I was five I learnt that wide eyes weren't wise eyes
When I was seven I learnt that tears are just wasted water
When I was nine I learnt that love is as dead as life
When I was eleven I learnt that rings can be broken
When I was thirteen I learnt that friends can only speak for themselves
When I was fifteen I learnt that death is a holiday
When I was seventeen I learnt that people can be used like tools
Now I'm 19 I realise that nobody is alive like you.
It's easy to leave dead things behind.
All these odd numbers find me loving them, out of empathy, not patterns.
But the sun shines through.
When I was four I learnt that there is no warmth like two arms around you
When I was six I learnt that laughter is mighter than the lie
When I was eight I learnt that it's easy to ignore what hurts you
When I was ten I learnt that everyone wants to smile
When I was twelve I learnt that my solitude was strength
When I was fourteen I learnt that we all will forgive
When I was sixteen I learnt the flush of lipkissed smiles
When I was eighteen I learnt that scars give words more truth
And the dawn came
The sun is beautiful
A 'short' look back on some of my better and worse times. Every lamp has to burn and every wind has to blow.
#sad
#life
#happy
#good
#bad
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