Sanja Poem by sanja sarinda

Tears which i have cried
could fill an ocean,
tears have cleance my heart
wash these wounds
clear my soul
every tear is farewell
for insult in past
every tear is step closer
to become back me
whom i once were,
evere tear makes me scared
whom will i meet when tears end
she is so small, so pure, innocent
she has no clue of harshness of world
she loves to dance, listen to music
she is rebel, she is wild
she wears no make-up
to cover her face, she is clean
she is Sanja
tabula rasa, white canvas.

If you ever meet her
be tender to her, don’t hurt her more
maybe you will see once and while
emptyness in her eyes, if you see it
then give her hug and hold her tight
let her feel you’re beside her
don’t say a word, just be beside
until she comes back from darknes
and light her cigaret, smiles to you
and ask you to join her to corner cafe´,
dance at beach, climb up to mountain
count cats on street and feed them all
then you will see she has came back
from twisted toughts, stormy isle,
she has ride wild horses, met the thunder
and you will see flames in her eye,
then you know she is back..