A Meaningless Puzzle - Poem by Besa Dede
I often catch a glimpse of sadness in your eyes.
I wonder why?
What makes you cry?
You breathe in and sigh
So many challenged vies,
I see hidden within your eyes.
You cast your look up at the skies,
And say ' The sun will always rise
Even though some people might despise
The thought of it, and might chastise
At the one who tries
To explain how-s, and where-s and whys'.
I strive to ease your hurtful crisis.
Shush dear, please dry
Those tears of yours.
And I quietly advise,
Let's go out to be high
On pint-size drinks, and then let's fly
Both, from the top.
You say 'I will', I say 'I may
Be ready, not,
For these heartbreaking goodbyes'.
Demise I say…demise.
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