Apparent was the destiny to relish in
Story weaved when i got out of winter's nap
Clear and bright ways it was presented
Literally , my arduous meet with destiny.
Rapid changes were hitting me in the face
Till I reach the pitch where i found this pearl .
Heavenly trials carried on, I flied and soared
How blissful is this winter when i tore eyes open.
Never to blame the destiny , meet and mount
To detect those joyous pearls to fly high
I wonder are these meant to please me
I wish the winter never come to an end.
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Author:
Anan Ann (
Offline) - Published: December 28th, 2020 09:20
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Comments3
A beautiful write Anan to lift one's spirits in Winter
Keep writing ✍ and safe during these challenging times.
FineB
Very Nice read. Happy New Year
'Apparent was the destiny to relish in
Story weaved when i got out of winter's nap
Clear and bright ways it was presented
Literally , my arduous meet with destiny.'
I can't help but feel you stole your first stanza from the most poetically gifted hibernating Bear in history... lol
good read, happy holidays
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