Which one are you?
Some days I am all four winds,
A tempest running wild and free,
A force that shakes the highest limbs,
Untamed, unstoppable, and me.
But today I am not that grand design.
Today the armor feels too thin.
I’m learning how to draw the line,
And fight the battles locked within.
Through racing heart and sudden cold,
Through panic shadows in the mind,
I’m reaching out, I’m growing bold,
With steady hands to help me bind
The frayed edges of a quiet soul.
A friend is here to share the weight,
To help the broken pieces whole,
And walk me safely through the gate.
I guess I never quite perceived—
Though shadows whispered in the dark—
That I was never, not once, believed
To carry this without a spark.
I was never alone.
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Good write F.
thank you
Now this is what I call a positive poem of hope and belief. It takes the attitude that things can change and for the better. It offers hope for better days. Nicely written with good rhyme and meter it flows to the very end. Nicely imaged it is a brighter look at ones capabilities. I love the metaphor of being the four winds simultaneously that gives an image of a whirlwind. Well done my friend.
thank you, my friend
My pleasure
We all have bad days, but we must find the strength within ourselves—let’s be relentless. Let’s fight for ourselves with an open heart and no need for armor; everything we need is already inside us.
The heart is the best weapon to protect us in our inner castle
OMG,so true my firend.Thank you
Oh, Friendship, I think I'm a little of both! LOL! Some days I feel capable of conquering the world, and others I'm just trying to get through the afternoon! Thank goodness for those people who stick around through both. Much appreciated, my friend! 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
Great rhyme, nice wording, precieved with perfection. Nice ✍️.
I am all of the above. Excellent writing!
Powerful
Friday, I can conquer the world.
Monday, I'm the Titanic.
Everyday brings its own challenges, but if you didn't have those challenges you can't grow.
That’s a good write and a positive one 👌✌️
Beautifully expressed. True strength is not in never breaking, but in finding the courage to accept a helping hand. That final line says it all. The poem glides effortlessly... Thank you for sharing it.
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