Day three, a new chance to grow, A fresh start to let your light show. Embrace the opportunities that come your way, And chase your dreams with all your might today.
By Poetsabout a year ago in Poets
A leather binder, so sturdy and strong, With pages, that hold, the stories of our lives long. It's a record, of moments, that we hold dear,
A crack, in the armor, a flaw in the facade, A weakness, that's revealed, when life gets hard. It's a moment, of vulnerability, when we're exposed,
My heart beats strong, with a rhythm so true, A melody, that's sung, with each beat for you. It's a love, that's deep, and a feeling so bright,
All about it, this mystery we hold, A question, that's asked, so often untold. It's a journey, that we take, each day, And a path, that's filled, with its own unique way.
A balanced diet, a key to good health, A foundation, of nutritious wealth. It's a choice, that we make, each day, And a promise, to ourselves, to lead the way.
Sophistication, a trait, of refined taste, A symbol, of elegance, that won't go to waste. It's a grace, that flows, in every step we take,
Apathy, a state of mind, devoid of care, A heart, that beats, without a single repair. It's a void, that swallows, the passion and the fire,
A radio signal, a message in the air, A whisper, that travels, without a care. It reaches, the heart, with its rhythmic beat,
An SOS, a call for help, a cry in the night, A signal, that echoes, with all its might. It's a call for love, a plea for a hand,
Borrowing hate, like a poison from the past, A burden, that we carry, with each step we cast. It's a weight, that we bear, in the name of revenge,
Feint, like a shadow, in the margins of life, A whisper, that echoes, through the chaos and strife. It dances, like a flame, with the rhythm of our dreams,