In a world unkind, I cautioned my own heart:
"Don't be so self-centred, no matter how tough it gets,
even if you take a tumble, just get back up.
Life's a race, go hustle!"
Days turned murky with the suffocating web of lies
being nothing but a brutal hug.
Accustomed to crisis calls, I felt a fool,
Used only in times of need, a friendship tool.
Then you appeared, a twist in life's bend.
Curiosity trickled through my mind's shore
and as such our friendship's tale began.
It was the dawn of something new, but oh so true!
A chance to be bare, to authentically me, and above
all I could never ask for more,
Not now when I've finally found the angel I'd dreamt of.
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When A Bud Blooms | Poetry
الشعر[COMPLETED] "As I see visions of me escaping this wretched reality, the hidden path behind me that I travelled a moment ago disappears, and the bridge readies itself to once more daunt. Through moments of such hesitation and doubt, oh pray, let me f...
