It must be tough.
I can't even try,
To know what you're feeling,
To know the reason why.
Is there a reason?
Is there a why?
I know it hurts.
I know it's tough.
But do one thing,
For me or for you.
Try to smile,
even for just a few.
Here, I'll help.
How can I?
Should I speak of rainbows?
Or maybe platypi?
Did you smile?
Did I make you laugh?
I hope so,
or else this poem's trash.
I didn't?
Not yet?
Okay, let's have a bet.
Whatever you're feeling,
Whatever is wrong,
It's just temporary,
No matter how strong.
So promise me this.
In a year or two,
When all this passes,
You'll no longer be blue.
I'll see you smile.
Maybe you'll laugh,
All in all,
Do you owe me some cash?
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A Perpetual Existence: A Collected Work of Poems and Verse
PoetryHi, I'm Juliana. What you see here is every poem I've ever written (minus a few drafts that I don't feel comfortable posting). Thus, some of them are gems (see An Arbor to the Moon, The Quiet, or Hamster), and others I fully understand if you read t...
