[Kieli]: 17.Poetry.Wish

Drop a coin in the well,
And wish once more for happier days...
I look for hope in the glassy water,
Only to find
A stranger's sad, red-rimmed eyes,
Whose tears could fill this bottomless pit,
Should she ever let them fall...
The tears, the jerky sobs...
They are there,
But they are hidden well...
Tired well, unused, forgotten...
So long ago that the handle creaks now,
And fights to turn,
As the wooden pail gets closer to the icy waves...
My memories replay themselves,
As if my cranking the aged wooden handle
Sent me back in time.
Previous tears rush to my eyes,
And I just watch as the girl in the water
Reaches up to brush them angrily away...
The bucket dips gracefully into the glossy sheen,
And ripples dance upon the surface,
Crumpling the stranger's pretty face...
My heart aches for a natural smile,
Not one I have plastered on...
Anger, sadness...
One feeling merging from the two...
One day the flood will erode the barricades,
One day no dam will stop the flood...
One day this girl will realize...
She has to let go.