If only, ‘things’ were as they have always been
Life as I could never have imagined
For, no one can ignore their origin
Their simple way of doing everything
So unique among different upbringings
As today, desperate for the same need
Thin and sweet magical feelings
Once attached to those special and natural rings
Forever hidden in every dream of garden green
The visiting hope of reviving
The old scent of jasmines
With little joy of screams
Savouring time on ice creams
Even in those streets tearing famine
Nothing could be that amazing
Knowing how young hearts could sing
Just words that will turn into belief
For some day, when we all shall become kings and queens
We will forget our lost souls’ esteem
Missing those true blessings
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Wowww.
I was singing while reading your poem
You have created so beautiful rhyme
you are great ,you are amazing
🙂 😀 ^^
Thanksss, Im sure you sing pretty well ^^
wow, what a talent :-).
So nice keep it up 🙂
Thank you everyone for your appreciation <3 ^^