I just started writing poems... Not sure if my analogy works... Help me out? (typing it below)
You can break my heart but the curves of my mouth aren't affected as I beam through wasted tears. I am happy even though my heart is not. My head knows one day it will all be over and I will find a pleasure that will make the past seem like an umbrella under a ceiling. Which of the two is more useful? When I do find my special, magical ceiling, I will not trash my unsuccessful umbrella. I will keep it in my attic. This way, when I do get stuck in the rain, I can use what's stored in my attic to help me get out. I learned a lot the hard way. Thanks to you. So for now I'll go on smiling. Fortunately these once thought to be forced curves are coming naturally and I am finding myself at a state of energetic peace.
I thought it was just fine. Nice poem!
Wow so you got the whole umbrella thing? And thank you!
of course
cool thanks for the opinion! :-)
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