Wood burning as I feel the breeze
serenity washes over me
I have no plans
nowhere to be
just me and the massive
raging sea
I think of where I used to be
how far I’ve come
on my journey
the future is a mystery
here one day
the next, just history
can’t think of what
I aim to be
this is the real
unfiltered me
my voice alive
with poetry
sad
angry
hopeful
shades of me.
Emily C. Poésie © 2019
Excellent writing! An emotion outpour of who you truly are. Fantastic! 💗
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Thank you very much 🙂
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Good flow, and I like how the rhymes work without sounding too overdone.
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Thank you 🙂
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