A heart that trembles, with fear's cold grip
A soul that cowers, with a timid lip
A spirit that shrinks, from the light of day
A coward's refuge, in a hiding way
The brave may mock, with a scornful eye
But the coward knows, his reason why
He fears the unknown, the pain and the strife
And so he hides, in a coward's life
He misses out, on the joys of the fight
The thrill of victory, the glory in sight
He settles for less, for a life half-lived
But still he dreams, of a courage true
A heart that's brave, a spirit anew.
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Abbas
Versatile writer skilled in both tale & stories. Captivate readers with engaging content & immersive narratives. Passionate about informing, inspiring, & entertaining through words.
Miss Persephone's Manual to a Seemingly Ordinary Life
Miss Persephone was found at the dining table, her blue eyes swollen, her tears arriving and retreating like the tides of the ocean. Earlier that day, her family had visited her in the retirement home where she had lived for eight years. It was her eightieth birthday.
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That ending was so powerful! Loved your poem!