Join our hands - A book of poems on Unity

Vulnerability.

Little soft hands clutch on to the sleeves

As her heart is carried in her arm one by one

Smiling politely no matter how much insults thrown along her bright light

And a flatter makes her a melted butter that takes her to the downfall

Love is the number one downfall for ones weakness

No matter how much its never yours, one mick macks anyways

And gets silly knees and a war in the mind where you are a jello

So hold on tight to the music and never let it go

Open the new door to friendship and don't be afraid

Okay, one, two, three, blow and run to this destination

For I see her smiling in disguise but the pain in her eyes

Embrace the doll, she has only one life to put up with all the lies

And when she runs home with all the weight dropped on ground

Excited to see her family and away from this so called reality

A bird she wants to be

A bird she wants to be

Vulnerability can get to me

Trees get hazy as the bus scurries by

And memories flash one by one with a snap