I meet myself
After all I allowed
Myself to go through
Fictional thoughts
I entertained
And destroyed myself through
But now on the other side
The waters are calm
Yet moving enough
That I don't have to row
This boat that barely survived
The oars resting, revived
From the crises I allowed
For the storms I chose
But now on the other side
I strike a tranquil pose
And in the here and now
I sigh at all that's gone
Fewer demons hide
In the light of this other side.
-Al
- Author: Alan R (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: May 12th, 2024 14:16
- Comment from author about the poem: On the days you feel more healed, less broken...
- Category: Reflection
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- Users favorite of this poem: Teddy.15, Qurrathul Ain
Comments4
Beautiful. 🌹
Thanks alot 😊
I for one, could well do with more days like those more than adequately outlined ..
😊
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