I met a girl recently.
She’s the type of girl
I never imagined I’d ever
embrace. I heard about her,
sure, from the occasional whispers over
the years and while her peers always
gained the attention from the
entire world, this girl remained
silent. As she slowly dusted off
her ashen clothes; she watched, learned
and grew as more and more people
became curious about this hidden
beauty. She may not be sun kissed, but
her kisses ignite her sons and daughters
I’ve grown to love this girl.
She has taken me in like her own and
I’ve seen her stand in the darkening sea,
brushing her hair aside to catch
the raindrops on her defiant face. The
strong silence announces her
resistance and yet, even in the
summer when my own crops become dry
she would cry just so I could drink the
tears from her eyes.
Y’all know this girl.
Some may even tried to reject her
potential and yet, it’s her resilience
that helps define each and everyone of
you. After being with this girl for about
3 years, I feel it’s my duty to dedicate this
Poem to you, moja kochana Warszawa.