Poems from Hannah_louma
Though you see,
To find is another matter.
Wanting hearts not filled overnight.
The journey continues,
Hope still abounds in us.
A search...
Blind,
Can you see me?
Deaf,
Can you hear me?
Mute,
Can you tell me?
Heart,
Can you love me?
Death,
Can you hurt me?
She weeps tears of dew;
Her humble boughs sigh.
Wind becomes her grace,
And the sun her hope.
She shields clouds of rain;
Veils her heart...