In here, in here is a den of safety. The best of the best were made.
I don't crave the knowledge, but I seek it.
I seek for a worldly knowledge. Relationships were made & broken. Yet all was worth it.
I don't seek the secrets of life in our mini den, instead I crave it.
I crave for truth.
They say that in this den, our time is wasted, nothing nutritious feeds us. But O' how I beg to differ.
The secrets of life is in hidden sight, all for the worthy & wise.
Them who truly seeks, find. But those whom are truly passionate, make.
They make it happen. They don't wait for a cow to moo or a crow to koo, they break through the dawn, way before any callings.
While the world slept, the bees had already went out, making the necessaries happen.
Yet they say that this den of safety is dead.
But the light is what they look for, it'll always appear.
Appear for those whom are worthy of it.
-Dania Al-Shatti
Thursday. May 11 '23
12:58 pm
(written in school)
YOU ARE READING
Peak Into Me
PoetryThis book is a series of poems. "Peak Into Me" is just as the title suggests. It's a poem book that let's you have a peak into my mind and see things from my pov (plus my creativity). Who knows? You might relate. ♡♡♡
