Why is it That those who have felt the kiss of tragedy Can make joy for themselves Can live their lives in peace But those who live on the highest hill So close to your paradise Must create suffering for themselves?
What secrets do you whisper So delicately, that they pass by our ears And flutter to the lowest parts of the Earth To be picked up By the hopeless The broken The empty
That makes them shine so radiantly With the light Of a smile?
Hello! I hope you are doing well today ♥ I am fairly new to poetry, so I know there is still some work to be done on this poem. If you have any suggestions on how to improve this, I would appreciate it!