Absence

In literature class we have been analysing plenty of poems but I wrote this one related of one of them, The Lost Woman.

It seems to be right by my side

although no more is coming inside

There's now a cold breeze now that

is gone there's nothing less I can live.

My happiness was not base on that

eventhough I've tried to be strong

My heart felt on that hook

A new life to start, a new beginning that rise

After all pain at the end of the way a paradise is born

Experiences make us strong

Losses are like butterflies that fly away

each other different course nevertheless

Necessary to learn