Hello PoetryVoting

Vote

Voting-Boards

Home

HomeFollowingInboxNotifications

Read

ReadLiftedFeedsListsHeartedHistoryMy WritingNew poem

Explore

ExploreOrbitsWordsTagsClassics
Log in
0
Stars
0
Embers
0
Alerts
0
Inbox

Vote

Voting-Boards

Home

HomeFollowingInboxNotifications

Read

ReadLiftedFeedsListsHeartedHistoryMy WritingNew poem

Explore

ExploreOrbitsWordsTagsClassics
Log in
0
Stars
0
Embers
0
Alerts
0
Inbox

Painted black windows...

by solaces

Painted black windows...
Request permission to use this poem
Written by
solaces
American
For You?
Written by
solaces
American
Published
May 8, 2017
Time
1m
Notes

The sun pushed some light into my window one day after I had painted them all black. Turns out I had missed just a small speak of glass and the sun came in like a beam of light and shined at the center of the my dark room. I put my hand into the light. It was so beautiful. Just a simple beam of light shining on my hand in a dark room. Made me feel good inside. This small beam of light made me smile alone in the darkness. I don't know why. But it did. You see I wanted a room where no light came in. I wanted it dark, I wanted it cold. But my simple mistake let in some light. It was cosmic, it was dreamlike, I had created something that made my soul smile creating a memory that I will never forget. Sometimes just the simple little things can make you smile forever.

Tags
#painted#black#windows#beam#of#light#sun
Permission

Request to use this poem

Tell solaces how you would like to use it. We review requests before forwarding them.

AboutBlogSupportFAQPrivacyTermsContact
© 2009-2026 Hello Poetry/v27.0 [production] by @eliotyork
Explore
Hello PoetryVoting
Write