Fires with large flames,
Tides shadow to the farthest end,
A dim brightness in the sky,
Seems like darkness occupied,
A bucket in the flame,
A canoe in the tide,
You call it destiny,
I call it life.
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Author:
khanabadosh (
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- Comment from author about the poem: When challenges occur they seem big and our start to solve them feels small but we need to take responsibility and just go forward with it.
- Category: Reflection
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Comments1
A stoatin foremaist poem!
A great first poem :/
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