When the night is dark ,
and the moon hides
behind the clouds ,
and not even
the faintest glow of stars is visible ...
The Heart knows
that sun will smile through .
When the wound is deep ,
eyes moist ,
and no shoulder to cry upon ...
The Heart knows
one day the pain will cease .
It's but a matter of time .
When we start a journey ,
and know not where to go .
dragging tired feet
in the summer heat ...
The Heart knows
there is a shade for us , somewhere .
It's just a matter of time .
We may not know ,
But the Heart knows ...
every time .
Toshita .
1 टिप्पणी:
nice cute poem,
we think we know too much,
it's matter of time when we know
we no nothing
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