In the hustle and bustle, I'll find my way,
Through the chaotic hours of each fleeting day.
No room for sorrow, no time to feel blue,
As I chase my dreams, I'll find strength anew.
With tasks and ambitions, my heart will mend,
In the busy moments, my wounds will transcend.
I'll fill my life with purpose, never looking back,
And sadness will find no space to attack.
So, I'll keep moving forward, each step a stride,
In the world's grand tapestry, I'll find my pride.
In staying busy, I'll discover the key,
To a life full of purpose and endless glee.
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Nature's Alchemy
The Earth is the stone, And nature, the alchemist, Turning something new. ššš This poem was originally written as part of this year's Storytelling Collective April Daily Poem challenge. This year's theme used titles from Taylor Swift's album The Tortured Poets Department as the prompt. This one was inspired by the title "the alchemy".
By Kelsey Clarey5 days ago in Poets
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