Aries is my soul.
The spark ignites, a crimson flare,
A sudden rush of heated air.
I am the dawn that breaks the night,
The first to step into the light.
Born of the embers, wild and bold,
With stories yet to be unrolled.
I do not wait for paths to clear,
I carve my way and conquer fear.
A restless heart, a driving force,
I hold the reins and set the course.
Where others pause to weigh the cost,
I count the gains, ignore the lost.
Impatience fuels my steady stride,
With no room left for shame or pride.
I am the courage, raw and true,
The fire that burns the old to new.
I am the challenge, swift and grand,
The iron will, the holding hand.
No shadow cast can dim the flame—
Aries is my soul, my name.
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A beautiful description of the qualities under the sign nicely done my friend
thank you
You are most welcome Friendship
Signed poetically🕊️🙏🏻
thank you
welcome
Good write F.
Thank you
Friendship, this comes in with real fire…confident, forward-moving, and fully owning its voice. It doesn’t hesitate, and that conviction carries the whole piece. Powerful write, dearest friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
Thank you
All your poems are so beautifully rhythmic, full of sense and imagery, carrying the soul to the sweet land of imagination, dear, honey and so near!
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