M Y L I F E
My life has no definition,
I sow into my breathe
To reap the goodies of my spirit
And clog the vehemence of death.
My life live with my soul
Inhaling the breathe of heaven
But majestically walking down hell
Blurring my eyes with pains.
My life is growing older
Making me becoming smaller
For the huge doll of my body
Refuses to listen and rise.
My life is like a stuck star in space
Awaiting patiently to be discovered
Like a searchlight bleeding to beam
Is my life among life's.
But my life is dead
Paving way for my spirit to live
Now I live
Because my life is light.
Wale Fidel ~(D'HolyPoet)
6th, April, 2021.
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Wale Fidel ~(D\'HolyPoet) (Pseudonym) (
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That light is always there in its various forms.
'My life has no definition,
I sow into my breathe
To reap the goodies of my spirit
And clog the vehemence of death.'
standalone, one of the best starts I have read to a poem in a long while!
Wow! I'm just speechless
Thank you so much sir
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