As my day begins I shall pray for all my wrong sins as I look to the sky the moon has arrived from long days to short nights my conscious is never safe I live a routine life sometimes it seems harder than an over cooked steak as my days get shorter and my nights seem long I always wonder will I forever be under or will I arise like the moon at midnight from dusk to dawn I shall always look for the good in people instead of the wrong.
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Author:
Wlwashington91 (
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- Comment from author about the poem: This poem is about any one and everyone who works hard at what they do and no matter what time it is on earth your still thinking about progressing always progress
- Category: Surrealist
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WELCOME "W" Thank you for a very personal and challenging first poem. Always look on the bright side of life ! It is our Human Spirit that makes us want to progress ~ but it is never easy. As you say it is related to HARD WORK. Thanks for sharing. Please check my poems ~ Thanks BRIAN
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