I am thankful I was
made to believe about
the optimistic approach
to life's cares brought about
by the 'rainbow after the rain'
for if not, I'd have long
concluded that the joy it brings
lasts not as long as the pain
that resulted to it, not to
mention the sun that only
falsifies what little hope is left
YOU ARE READING
Albeit flawed,
PoetryI was basking under the sun-the waves muffle the sound of my breathing; and I bury myself with cautionary confidence in the sand and with it the memory of your four faces. How can something lethal be life-restorative?
