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Therapy
#WritcoPoemChallenge
The smile on my face is real,
It bears witness to how I feel.
That’s a lie I wanted to write,
Maybe I would feel likewise,
If I saw it in black and white.
A foolish thought, a hope too bright.
Extinguished by this endless night.
But let us not be forlorn and kneel,
Pulling through this should be our ziel.
At the eye of the storm, we must fight,
Who knows how the future will roll the dice?
You should not lose hope, hold on tight.
Writing this worked like therapy in hindsight.
Friends, together we live another day to fight.
P.S. Ziel is a German word meaning purpose or target. Wanted to point it out in case anyone thinks it is a typo for zeal.
©i.chaki
instagram: i.masakkali
ichaki.wordpress.com
The smile on my face is real,
It bears witness to how I feel.
That’s a lie I wanted to write,
Maybe I would feel likewise,
If I saw it in black and white.
A foolish thought, a hope too bright.
Extinguished by this endless night.
But let us not be forlorn and kneel,
Pulling through this should be our ziel.
At the eye of the storm, we must fight,
Who knows how the future will roll the dice?
You should not lose hope, hold on tight.
Writing this worked like therapy in hindsight.
Friends, together we live another day to fight.
P.S. Ziel is a German word meaning purpose or target. Wanted to point it out in case anyone thinks it is a typo for zeal.
©i.chaki
instagram: i.masakkali
ichaki.wordpress.com
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