Note to Self

by nourayasmine   Jun 27, 2019


You have come through.

This is the noise of cars
stuck in traffic beep-beeping. Close
your eyes. Things are
beautiful. The street leading
to the main square
is now asphalted, gas lamps and
flower pots on the windows, trees
going into bloom, lilies
along both sides.

No more sarin,
no more tear gas, it's
over,

it's over.

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  • 5 months ago

    by Star

    Ooops sorry for the double post!!!

  • 5 months ago

    by Star

    We can’t imagine how simple things in everyday life, that sometimes could be annoying, are seen beautiful by eyes that had witnessed so much.
    This is package of hope and positivity, so beautiful!!

  • 5 months ago

    by Poet on the Piano

    I cannot imagine any of the realities of war, of hearing it, living it and breathing it. This poem was like a blooming of hope. It made my heart joyful that you can see this life again. Truly, life. Flowers, traffic noises and the routine of what many call part of their every day life.

    So glad you've made it through. This poem is seeping with strength, character and soul <3

  • 5 months ago

    by Rania Moallem

    Only one who went through the sound of war would appreciate the beauty of traffic's sound. A beautiful note, heart-touching note. Maybe one day, the streets leading to every corner will be asphalted and every window will place its pot.

    Beautiful poem..

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