A Boy’s Heart Can Be Mended By Just A Gentle Caress

A poem about healing.

Riku Arikiri
Know Thyself, Heal Thyself
2 min readJul 24, 2021

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Photo by Johnny Cohen on Unsplash

Boys do cry, when no one’s looking
away from prying eyes, when the devil’s busy cooking

When everyone is at play, the evening is about to set,
a boy hides away, in his drawing room’s corner I bet

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Riku Arikiri
Know Thyself, Heal Thyself

It’s never black or white. Sometimes there’s a bit of spicy red in there as well.