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Underneath the smile

Sunday 25 January 2015

A light low between twiggy branches
As the rain drips down from the sky,
The moon admits in the darkness
A desert of clouds
I see sorrow in your eyes...

Hiding it behind happy thoughts,

Colored sands of the way we were,
The branches form a comforting support,
Wind whistles through the trunk

Glazed eyes hide you in an bliss of yourself,

Tears coating your heart,
We still love you for who you are,
The sun will raise again

Dreams drift in the rivers of your mind,

Like Autumn your leaves have gone,
Like Winter a chill covers your thoughts,
Breath within the unfamiliar of your loneliness

There are a hundred things she tries to chase away,

Things she has tried to forget,
The things she can't even let herself think about,

For that's when the birds scream

And the worms crawl 
And somewhere in her mind it's always raining
a slow and endless drizzle.


We can't always smile and even when we do there is often something much more powerful hiding underneath it. The smile is simply a mask we put on and sometimes we wear it so well we even convince ourselves  that everything is alright. This thought saddens me, happiness is a way of being not just a forced persona. So I wrote this poem. It's not a happy poem, which may seem odd as this blog is supposed to be about cheering people up but it can't be skin deep and so many all over the world have sorrow in their eyes. How I wish I could take their pain and burdens away. After you read this, please say a little pray for all of those who carry sadness and pain, maybe it has almost become apart of them. Please wish that they are released from the terror of their memories, their thoughts,their minds and maybe their current life threatening situation. May a stone of their burden be shed as the new day dawns let it bring hope.

Thinking of you all,

Zsofia xxxx

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