They met again,
he looked the same.
Beautiful,
both from the inside and outside.
His innocent eyes spoke volume,
brown eyes that looked tired
’cause of the never ending pain,
and constant change of the game;
sunshine and cold which toughened him throughout the course

You see, it was difficult for him to be away.
Every night, when the lights went off
and the warden commanded everyone to sleep,
he counted sheep.
He had two options by his side: to wander off his mind in the fields of sheep grazing
or think about his mom and dad.
Former was easier, it didn’t take him much to do
Two years, he counted sheep.
No phone calls, no bedtime stories.
Mom and dad were far away.
No contact to build ’cause it was his worst fate.
they did not have any other option, but to sent him away.
He was a spoiled brat, according to him.
But was he?
Or a neglected child;
who threw tantrums to gain love and attention of his only loved ones.
Beautifully articulated mate ✔️ 💯
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Beautiful and thought provoking!
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Heavy though well expressed. Muriel
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Wow! I felt this. I’d love to hear more about this person in future writings!
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My fave lines:
brown eyes that looked tired
’cause of the never ending pain,
and constant change of the game
It’s a bittersweet but pretty poem.
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Well presenting with a nice ending to provoke some thought 🙂
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Yep he or she- we can identify with tbis💜Thoughtful reflective words!
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Bittersweet. And definitely didn’t see the ending coming!
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Sweet!
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Bittersweet, indeed, as someone else above commented, but also speaking volumes to those who can find themselves in your word’s tale. It’s a familiar one, to be sure, but still powerful nonetheless. Thank you for sharing your heart with us. (And thanks for reading “Here’s to Poor Decisions; I appreciate it!)
Blessings dear heart
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Very profound and well written!
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This was so sad that I almost cried. It brings out some things that my own culture really needs. Excellent.
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Beautiful and pure!
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Simple and hit hard. All the noise inside dulled for a few minutes. Thankyou
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Thought provoking.. beautifully written..
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Beautiful well crafted poem so full of feeling. Anand Bose from Kerala
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