To reach our goal or not
Is a matter of destiny.
To not even try
Is a greater fallacy.
Life is full of injuries
We learn to tend time to heal.
Death will defeat us one day
Why not start by winning today.
Dwelling in the prison of distress
There are bars made of hopelessness.
Sleeping on the bed of shame
There's no one to blame.
Opening the shackles of fear
Success is so much near.
Walking through the doors of doubt
Confidence carries a lot of clout.
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CELESTIA
PoetryCelestia is an amalgamation of thoughts, words and emotions that come together in the chaos of felicity. Cover made by the amazingly talented @impishlyawarlock . Poem #13 has a special mention in the 'Poetic Expedition' contest hosted by @Ambassado...
