Nothing is impossible, An expression generally spoken with uncertainty, However profound inside its center lies a reality,
By Noonaj2 years ago in Poets
In life's recurring pattern, we frequently find, That patience is a virtue, rare and pure, A calm strength, a guide in the brain,
Throughout everyday life, we face hardships, Snapshots of distress, hurt, and misery, Yet, time, similar to a delicate welcome,
Please accept my apologies for how I treated you, For the aggravation I caused, For the tears I made you shed, For the trust I broke,
Goodness, past self, how I long to address you To murmur useful tidbits in your ear To direct you on the way you should seek after
In a world brimming with torment and conflict, One quality stands apart over the rest, Sympathy, a guide of light in the dimness,
In the huge breadth of imagination, I track down comfort and serenity, An existence where my brain is allowed to wander, What's more, my creative mind knows no restrictions.
In the profundities of hopelessness, I won't ever break down For I'm solid, versatile, unshakeable in my purpose Through the tempests of life, I stand tall and enduring
In the peaceful minutes, the delicate murmurs of perhaps wait, Whirling around to me, a delicate vulnerability, A chance ready to be investigated, a way yet to be taken.
In the quietness of the evening My mind floats back in time To recollections of days gone by The chuckling, the tears, the delights, the torments
In the core of each and every visionary lies a fire, A deep yearning to reach increasingly elevated. Aspiration fills the spirit, drives the brain,
In a world that continually tests your will, Where difficulties come at you with force, It's memorable's vital, to be solid
