In the judgment days of achievements and losses, the mood
waltzes to the bluest polar
The sparkly dams are open and waterfalls
start their infinite course
Feelings, events, and pains, all seem unprecedented
No one around seems to offer an empathic shoulder
The judgment goes on for days, months, years
Leading to a sunshine divorce
In ourselves, we find the turning key
And happy again we can be
For no sadness runs longer than the effect of a smile
And no hug can make one feel lonely in this round, shared home
The artificial keys euthanize one of their senses
Sadness leaves and in a turn of events, so does happiness
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A Symphony of Whispers - VOL. II
PoetryAnother collection of Poems from my maladies and 3 AM thoughts and desires. Contains poems in English, Italian and Portuguese.