I had two jars…~by Ravinder Kaur

Inspired by my dear friend Donna Smith

 

I had two jars…

I had two jars…
That often rained
Day and night
In pain
My eyes…
Set apart from each other
A nagging nose in between
Held by sighs
From those fake smiles
That rested over two red lips
Tasted bitter but better
After I had shed
My sadness
In each rain….
Through those jars…
Which have cleared now all clouds
And have become a clear sky
For the dreams to shine
Forgetting my pain…

Ravinder Kaur

17-08-2017