Poetry…
I can smile
Please don’t ask me to smile
Why should I?
Everything has gone vile.
Now, ancient winds follow different courses
Now children ignore their mother’s curses
What is going on?
There was no meaning, no meaning
Until I found you.
Under secret waters you came for no reason
And made this Lie true.
Your eyes light with innocent passions
Your replies are bright with poetic reactions
And yet you ask me to smile?
To lay with you and chat a while?
No!
There’s no place for people like you
The world is for play, party and brew
People are no more people
Just pieces of bones cloth with tissues and poo.
But you, you are a good seed
Planted in a sea of sea weeds…
I can smile,
Please don’t ask me to smile.
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