This is the continuation of my post entitled "A Girl In His Past". This is the second part of my fictional poem. hihi.

Another day yet another moment of sadness
He is lying in his bed, full of fondness
Wandering something even in the blackness
Still, he hopes for some goodness

"Get up!" his little sister said behind his door step
A man hurriedly gets up in his bed
Trying to clear all off on his head
Allowing some smile on his face to lead

He grabs his little sister and play around
Seems like a happiness at last found
Why he needs to feel on frown?
When he can actually feel loved just around

A smile now in his face, realized finally
A deep wound in his heart, heals easily
A conscience inside him, gone crazily
Now, he knows who loves him eternally

 

 

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Content is mine

Originally posted at bubblews.com

Here's the LINK.