Awaken from the darkness,
my eyes opened up to a new dimension.
I learned to acknowledge true beauty when given.
Accepting the beauty the world brings seeing beneath the surface.
The environment is the source of my fascination,
it's like a fantasy born to reality.
The roaring river home of the slithering creatures.
The surface sparkling like diamonds.
The sound was like music.
Peaceful at times,
But if you listened closely it was like
angry tears going downhill.
The suns bright and vibrant,
hanged in the sky like a portrait
I once saw at an Art Museum.
Proud
The value it held was infinite.
It's beauty like priceless art.
It's stance like a determined solider getting ready for war.
Flowers represented hope.
they made the world look like a happier place.
When the rain fell,
I imagined it releasing all the world's burden's.
The drip drop sound
forming a hypnotizing melody of it's own.
Snow represented purity and innocence in my eye's.
But the temperature it brought forth
signified all the year's struggles and obstacle's.
Spring expresses new beginnings and joy.
I saw the world past the blurred lines of hate, violence and sorrow.
I found the love in nature.
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Mixed Creations
PoetryI see things around me and I want to speak about it moreover rant. Because once I had no voice and writing became my voice. My words are my weapons yet their my savior. These pieces are connected closely to my personal life and from the world around...
