All’s Well That Ends Well. Poem, by angelica dsouza, at My poetic side

There were days I almost gave up,

When nothing fit, and dreams broke up.

I held my breath through nights so long,

Unsure if I was weak or strong.

Some friendships faded, some hopes fell,

And still I whispered, “all is well.”

Not every plan is turned out just right,

But somehow I still found my light.

I made mistakes, I lost my way,

But grew a little every day.

It wasn't smooth, it wasn't neat,

Some battles knocked me off my feet.

But endings came, and peace came too,

And things I feared just helped me grow.

The hurt, the doubt, the letting go,

All shaped a strength I didn't know.

So let them say when stories swell,

She rose, she lived, and all was well.

- Angelica Dsouza.

Comments +

sorenbarrett June 19th, 2025 06:18
A play of Shakespeare a comedy but in this poem not so much. There is a sadness to it. A lovely write
Poetic Licence June 19th, 2025 06:24
A sense of difficult times endured but they have made it through to the light, nicely expressed and written write

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All’s Well That Ends Well.