Category : Poems

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Gone are the days when I thought

 That all that was good belonged to myself. 

 Gone are the days when I thought 

Love couldn't dry my soul or my laugh. 
 Gone are the days when I couldn't forget 

Words, footsteps, sounds.  

Gone are the days when I was a child, 

When I was smaller than a tree, 

When I got lost, scared or 

I was released in the garden by my parents.  
Time passed and I became an adult, 

I forgot promises,

 The shape of the hands of those 

Who held my hand straight for long time.
  Time has passed 

And now I look at myself in the mirror, 

The wrinkles I see are from the storms

 And the white nights that

 Did not let me rest enough.
The good times are over, 

The hard ones will come.

 Between the storm and the sun, 

Another rainbow is coming.