#writepoetry

that moves wildly

against the wind,

shaking the dark waters.

I am the flowers in spring

that bloom

at the sunlight,

releasing

all its colors and scents.

I am the words written in a book

that tells

many things,

but it hides many secrets

between the lines.

I am many things

constantly evolving.

Poem (C): Me

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A chance is worth the time it takes.

We may bend, we may fall, we may break, 

That is just the risk we take.

Patience is indeed a virtue, wisdom ought to be coveted, 

But never forget hope and love. Ever. 

‘Faith, trust, and pixie dust,’ a moral to live by.  

Being human isn’t what it’s cracked up to be? 

So what? 

With love there is loss, with hate there is trust. 

In sorrow there is growth, in joy there is fear. 

Time can take an eternity but pass in a flash. 

Life can pass you by if you don’t live it.

Do not wave at it, jump aboard the ship, go for the ride. 

Believe in something, 

Have an opinion, 

Stand firm, don’t back down. Arrogance isn’t necessary. 

The truth may hurt, 

But lies sting.

Worth is not a value measured in money,

Growth is not measured in height. 

Human- a word that some hate, others love. 

Human- mistakes are made but that never defines.