By Their Own Poem by Fareez Phalez

By Their Own



Two wandering souls in the neighborhood they grew up in
Like dead spirits which no one cares about
Hearts in black ink on walls proving their presence
With barely anything yet still so proud

A few games and jokes make the fun
On the bench by the rusty swing where they sit
Always out there like the sun as long as it's day
And when it rains they'll be dancing in it

Such simplicity with great happiness
An ordinary love standing strong and tall
Though the world doesn't care about them
Their love is regardless of them all

2015

Saturday, April 11, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: love
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