It's been a while
Since I wrote a word
It feels so heavy if I don't.
Today I write to vent it out,
My hands to you,
The way I have been through.
Will you listen , to what I have to say,
Puree mixed up with all the gay.
Difficult days doesn't seem
To make me sad anymore
All I have is love and care.
Care is what I gained from him
Love is what he gifted me.
Always.
Friends like stars,
I wish on them.
Though at times they disappear
Behind the clouds maybe.
The other day they will shine,
I am sure about that.
Hoping there is no rain.
Always.
Here I am with my gods beside me,
So heavy I feel at times.
Though they are my home and food,
At times , I feel I am no good.
Everything I do
Seems so less in front of these deities.
I will try to make them happy.
Always.
I end here fast,
With love to my home
Home of people for whom I care
This poem became precious
Not with my words
But the way these people makes me feel.
Ah! What a relief.
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Kintsukuroi
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