It is a Calm Summer Day at the Beach
People run up and down the sand, and they play in the water while people bathe in the sun
Smiles are on the children’s faces as they have fun
And somewhere down the beach, laughter is shared throughout a group of teenagers
Far away from their parent motivators
Then, up above, they watch as the blue sky dips into a lighter color in the horizon...
The sun brightens the day with tranquil, warm rays of light
It is a Busy Day in the City
The tall towers stand high and poke into the clouds that wander aimlessly through the blue sky
Down below, people whistle to the sound of the city, not questioning why
And under the ground of the lively city runs the network of rails for the subway
There, crowds of people walk up and down the stairs of the underground
Workers come off and on, running out and in, checking their watch, wondering if success can be found
It is a Romantic Night in the Restaurant
Far away from the city, somewhere quiet...
A couple talks in a restaurant of fine cuisine
Though, in the peacfeul quietness-they laugh together at old, inside jokes
They order a meal for two
And, just like always, they laugh even louder because they know what each other is going to say
After, a sip wine to calm down
Then they smile happily
And just as the night is about to end...
He pulls out a ring
It is a Happy Day in the House
The kids play with toys, their eyes with a special shine
Mother and Father, on the couch, watch them with the pure simplicity of a happy smile
The home is warm.
Sun shines into the room from the glass window
All can hear soft music plays in the background
When the living room gets boring for the children, you can hear the run they race to the outside so they can roll in the grass
And when they tire...
They sleep under the cool shade of the old tree
It is a Tiring Day in the Forest
A lonely cabin sits in the woods
It is abandoned
It is used
...Broken
And weathered
But then the child -now grown- comes back to see it once more
Then, like a story, he starts to fix it
To make it magical again
Like when he was a kid
At the end of the day, he leans on the wooden walls
Sweat drips down his forehead and down his cheeks
He is tired,
Hungry.
...but Happy
He knows the work is worth it
It is a Calm Day in the Ocean
Old friends reunite
To fish like in the days of their youth
They tell each other the funny stories that happened since they last saw
-They remember fun stories from the old days-
They laugh, grin, point and nod remembering memories long since forgotten
The waves rock the boat like the crib of a baby
Gentle,
Blissfully Kind
The water is blue
Cold, bitter cold and chilled
Yet they jump in
Words that comes into mind...
Fun and Smiles
They become their old selves
It is a Normal Day in the Antique Shop
Old clocks tick and tock.
Black pens cover a table
A typewriter rests heavily on a wooden drawer older than most antiques
And lamps of every shape and size brighten the small store
The old man greets new guests
With his white hair,
With his thick glasses
And his smile renewed every time someone comes in
The friendly people shake hands with the old man, who is proud of his large collection
They make small chit chat
The people ask for the age of the items
...Some are older than the man himself
He says goodbye to another part of his collection every time someone walks in
He loves his antiques
He loves the... memories
But he is happy to give it to someone else
Because, after all, they will make memories with it too
YOU ARE READING
A Collection of the Broken
ŞiirThere are voices that cannot be drowned, and writings that cannot be burned. That is because they have found worse and have slowly learned. And this is true. From them, comes the Collection of the Broken.
