when happiness can't be won,
to satisfy ourselves we are the one.
sometimes things are not as we see,
because those things aren't as they seem.
the heart says to sit in the rain,
eventually it relieves the pain.
here comes the need for someone to be there,
because the people aren't just fair.
sometimes we need a hand of support,
whenever we fail for the time to afford.
and this hand becomes all to get by,
especially when wishes continue to die.
sometimes when happiness goes too far,
it's difficult to find where you are.
everytime this happen leaves some trace behind,
which others can't even ever find.
sometimes when you are trapped in the game of bluffs,
the things which can help you out, are the dreamy stuffs.
but you need not to run away,
because its real time to find the way.
believe in yourself, don't lose your confidence,
somewhere ages and ages hence,
happiness is hidden down the shelf.
from the colour of dreams,
colour your own world,
because you are not meant to be hurled.
believe me,
sometimes when people get hurt,
even the strongest may need comfort.
and when the things make you deplore,
you just need your brain and heart to explore.
Yes we have to be strong and move forward with love in our hearts and to be not afraid to be different, to have courage to make a good life for ourselves! Good write with so much wisdom!
Nice.. Poem tanya.. U Have got a nice vision.. Keep it up... And keep writing..
Dear Tanya Lovely note of moral encouragement for those who are frustrated for some reasons Thanks But You are not posting your new poems for a long time why? I am posting at least 5 poems daily come on and have faith in your creativity. Thanks
This is your best poem so far.. I love the way its written and the spirit... Keep it up dear.. :)
A very good write indeed. Sure, happiness gives even more pleasure when it comes as a gift on our victory over the bad times.
from the colour of dreams, colour your own world I'll try, Tanya! Go on. And Mike Barret is a true source of inspiration and guidance.
Great ideas expressed here - the words however the grammar and spelling could be a bit more polished. You have a poet's heart! Cheers!
the heart says to sit in the rain, eventually it relieves the pain. Apparently we have some likened views, I said something similar in my poem Nature of Self I also love these lines: sometimes when you are trapped in the game of bluffs, the things which can help you are the dreamy stuffs. something about the phrase dreamy stuffs lol I love that. ~Nika
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Wise words consoling the wounded hearts, suggesting to look forward...... nice one