I am not that beauty
I am not that the star.
I am the silhouette night
I am afar with my war.
I sought for my past
As I feel my sincere sight .
I breeze with pain
As I grow with the light.
To bloom, to grow, to be pure and I shall be shown.
Forgiven I was, to be forgotten I shall not,
but endless and relentless I still have my throne.
To mountains I speak
In tongue I will be weak,
But with my eyes I seek
for the war of my peak.
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8 responses to “‘Haunting,”
Beautiful poem, it reminds me of my restless nature.
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Thank you so much, glad you like it!☺️
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I dig your poetry
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Thank you so much, Keith! Truly appreciate it brother! I do my best!! Ps, thanks for the follow as well❤️
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I love this!
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❤️ Glad you loved ❤️
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But you are poetry.
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Much love and gratitude, Miriam ❤️🙏🏽 thank you!
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