No matter how hard you try, the world will criticise you for wanting to ride on eagle wings. They will goad you for not being regular, for not being ideal, for wanting more than you deserve. How else do you make up for the lonely nights while you wait for the mate that propels your being? Since you must kiss the thousand toads, I suggest you kiss them with your head held high and your crown not tilted for one second! I wrote this poem some years ago after a bitter situation and I can't think of a better time to share it. It is rainy season after all **winks***
DUMPED I am sorry we tried I am sorry you cried I am sorry you burnt I am sorry you hurt If I could not meet your heart I am sorry I tried It is just a tough world I am lucky to strive If I could not fit your dreams I am sorry you thought All I have to give are steps Strides and thrusts With hopes that one day my wants Will reach the skies above
Poetic Justice done right. Life throws us curveballs sometimes and we miss to pitch it back with a swing, so it hits us smack in the face. But we get back up and make sure we take the next swing.
Poetic Justice done right. Life throws us curveballs sometimes and we miss to pitch it back with a swing, so it hits us smack in the face. But we get back up and make sure we take the next swing.
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