The Truth
I find peace in the rain,
The perfect way to hide my pain,
My saline tears mixes with the droplets of water,
My cries lost to the sound of laughter,
I’m like the rain, the drops of water,
Once high and living but brought down to slaughter,
My smiles, my laughs, it’s all a perfect mask,
No one suspected it to ask,
I remind myself it’s better this way,
Let them see what I display,
When will I hear my real laugh or see my real smile?
Am I not destined to even have that for a little while?
Just once I wish to see the joys,
To hear the radiance in my voice,
But life is hard and cruel,
Every chance, it treats me like a fool,
Once, I plead,
Let me be free.
The Epitaph of Life
Years go by quickly, time goes faster,
For me, this is a salient matter,
The moments I had went fast like a bullet,
I wish I had enjoyed it to the fullest.
The playful tickles, the warm hugs, and the candied kisses,
Those were the most special moments of my childhood,
I wish I cherished the time spent a little closer to the heart,
Your yapping and yelling, your criticizing and complaints,
They were stuck in my veins,
I screamed and rebelled, I yelled and cursed,
But all I see now is a grave,
I wish I held you a little closer to the heart…
You were an Angel sent from above,
Sweet like sugar and soft as a cloud,
Despite all my faults,
The most loving of all.
I wish I realized sooner than later,
The guilt in me is killing,
Trust me, this time I am not kidding,
I took you for granted all these years,
Now all I have is tears,
This is my story,
Hope is all I have,
A hope, that all lost will return with eternal glory.
– Joan Mary Sanad (10D)