and when all was lost,
i found my soul in your sweet songs
and wistful melodies;
in poetry books and
the ringing laugher of those around me,
prompted by jokes, i hadn't told.
I realised my happiness doesn't
have to stem from originality,
but from how i perceive
what the world has to offer,
because maybe
i don't make the sunset,
but it's still a part of my life
a part of my life i love living.
YOU ARE READING
clarity poems
Poetryjust my collection of poems. i didn't know what to do with them so i decided to publish.
