Different stories
from different people
came to mind;
Varied,
They come alive,
with my words;
Those words
I doubt
they're the right ones;
I just hope you won't mind;
The feelings
I don't doubt,
They are mine.
YOU ARE READING
Broken Windows, Broken Soul
PoetryThey say, "The eyes are the windows to your soul". ... and only the eyes can see them. Your broken windows. Your broken soul. Let us be careful not to step on those shattered glasses on the floor... ____________________ Keep smiling. Keep shining. K...
