Skip to main content

to beautiful ladies of this journey (Mrs. Martini Rizzi and Ms. Mandalena)

To the stranger, I have met
She is the light 
Lending help every now and then
To the smile, that lightens my face 
And a heart that appreciates beyond limits 
She is full of affections
And blessed to be under her
For the world is big 
With no one to trust 
But I trust her
In the journey of unexpected
Too joyful to be surrounded by her
between mundane life
A stranger planning a day
A perfect outing for us
In place of stranger
I met her
With motherly warmth and kindness
First I lived in a strange place 
now I am home
For a stranger made it possible
And turned into a lively place
Now that the journey seems to end
I shed tears to leave the stranger
For she made me one among them
And she no longer was a stranger.

Comments

Popular posts from this blog

how strong are you? how strong are you, to fight those tears, sadness, without getting help, smiling and holding back the grief. how strong are you, ignoring, living like nothing happened. faking all the way. how strong are you, to embrace thyself, with faults and weaknesses, to appreciate everything. how strong are you, even in this disaster, a soul, with things to offer.

you played well

I thought we are meant to be, I thought you were the one,  I thought you will stay, I think it was just me all along. You said we are done You said I should let go of my past You said you are sorry You think you will fool me that easily.  we have,  now we had  we do, now we did  we love,  now we loved how "we" became you and me again....
and I write the thoughts, the meaningless. I am searching for words, something that describes,  the state of mind, but never did I get any. well!  I am choosing the random,  simple and plain, that has always occupied me. it says, fool, for trying to dive, searching for something new. old is gold, choosing the same, because of its  friendliness, that counts and stays.