A thousand paper cranes
A wish in every fold, like rain
Birds made of paper in a Crystal jar.
Legend says a thousand of paper cranes
Take your wish to the Gods like a plane
But fingers bleed and wishes leave a scar.
( photography by Lauren zaknoun)
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What a wistful poem of unfulfilled pining. It is very moving!
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Hmm it’s really hurt while make wishes and didn’t come true.
Thanks for your thought and wonderful comments 😄
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But only those who know pain can truly savor pleasure. Respite is often the greatest bliss.
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Agreed with you ! 😀
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Wishes may not all come true, but the ones that do come true are worth the scars. Scars prove you lived and survived.
You are still a dreamer, wisher, and a survivor!
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Agreed with you ! Thanks alot for beautiful thoughts 😊💕
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Some wishes don’t come true because God has a better wish for you. Here’s to the wishes that came true that you didn’t even wish for!!! 🙂
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Thanks alot for reminded beautiful thoughts here 😊
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You’re most welcome. 🙂
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Reblogged this on Orthometry.
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Thank you so much for rebloged 😉
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You are welcome!
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Your poems are really good!
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Thank you 😊
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