Thousand roses;
Black rose diffuses
when I rise up
with this mic on.
Million cuts;
I have guts
that's why I keep coming
with my fist up.
Beaten down;
I'm still around
because I'm not finished
with my storytelling.
Tomorrow and tomorrow come;
I continue to hum
inspirational tunes
behind every curtain.
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With Hope, Courage, and Smiles,
J44
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Author:
Nafis Light (
Offline) - Published: May 18th, 2019 02:00
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Comments1
A fine write J. You continuing to write poems too?!
Of course. That's just something out of an inspiration. I don't have any plan on leaving MPS and I am still writing poems. Being here kinda gives a reason to (in a way).
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