//August 13th of 2021
- Deserving –
We deserve love as much as anyone.
The kind of love that makes the earth crumble,
Written in the stars, longed by every man,
In which its passion makes them humble.
Although we question such fate,
For we alone are in pieces under the night sky,
We live with sins and their stains,
As if they outweigh the fates of time.
With every moment we believe it true,
That we are the Undeserving,
Wiping the slate clean is of no use,
How we have no right of what is given.
Our mistake and pain and lies
Haunt every corner of our soul,
We fail to paint genuine smiles—
A wanderer no longer whole.
Yet the world still lets us see
Through the eyes of the sincere few.
No sin too many
Can ever lessen the worth in you.
//D.A., Poems & Proses & Points of View
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Poems & Proses & Points of View
RandomA not so everyday entry of poems and proses filled with thoughts about the world and everything. All through the point of view of a hormonal teenager who matured too early and lived so foolishly. No regrets, though.
