Be.

They say I'm wearing rose-tinted spectacles

but I take them off

and nothing's changed,

we are still ourselves

and each other.

There is no need to think twice

and worry about every last detail,

of the past we can not change

or the future we do not hold.

Who are they to try and warp

our minds with their doubts?

To try and cloud the sun

that shines within us?

Because there's no harm

in just being happy.

So I don't think long

on why I'm smiling,

or in fact, why I shouldn't,

because I have, and always had,

all I need to be content.

Despite its complexity

life is simple

and we can just,

be.

An artists interpretation can be seen here:

http://thesoupbowl42.blogspot.co.uk/2013/06/poem-they-say-im-wearing-rose-tinted.html

amina bhatti

Fireflies.

We are fire-flies

trapped in glass bottles

glowing in the darkness of our own minds.

The universe beyond us holds,

in the cradle of its great vastness,

more knowledge than we could ever hope to find here,

basking in the warmth and comfort of our own glow.

There are those who refuse to believe

that anything more radiant than ourselves

could be.

But little do they know that we,

we are but the smallest of flickers

amongst the fires of worlds,

held in a cement unknown,

intangible.

Because we are trapped in our glass bottles
boundaries of our own making

within our minds.

But then there are those curious few

Who close their eyes to the lights which blind them,

and in that moment

they may see, without seeing,

a radiance in the distance-

a fire.

Setting alight not their burning bodies

but igniting their souls

with a desire,

with a hunger to escape.

And which crude restraints

of glass or ignorance

can ever confine such a spirit,

seeking the truth in every plane,

ablaze with hope, and wonder.\