Submissions by Maldivian poets for our poetry segment
When rose-coloured glasses shatter
Revealing a burning world in tatters
‘Oh, turn back the clock,’ you cry
‘And give back my ignorance’.
When family once thought “perfect”
Reveal their hoard of dark secrets
‘Oh, turn back the clock,’ you cry
‘And give back my childhood’.
When friends you surely “knew”
Leave with their backs on you
‘Oh, turn back the clock,’ you cry
‘And give back my innocence’.
When lovers and promises made
Fade and leave you betrayed
‘Oh, turn back the clock,’ you cry
‘And give back my happiness’.
Yet there are those good and true
Forever remain standing by you
‘Can’t turn back the clock,’ they say
'But we can give back your faith’.
- R.V.
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