In the intricacy of years, the number grows,
34 candles aglow, a life that overflows.
Midlife whispers softly, a crisis it may say,
Yet here I stand, still finding my own way.
Surviving the waves, the storms that life imparts,
Embracing the adventure, the essence of the heart.
Wishing upon stars, as birthdays unfold,
For the miracle of life, a story yet untold.
A yearning for a baby, a hope so sweet,
In the circle of life, a new heartbeat.
To be a mother, to nurture and guide,
In the warmth of love, let family abide.
A better wife, a promise to be,
In the dance of marriage, evolving with glee.
Learning from love, its twists and turns,
In the symphony of vows, a melody that yearns.
And as the candles flicker, a cryptic wish takes flight,
An absolute desire to bring others into the light.
A wish to aid, to uplift, to ease the ache,
In the art of kindness, let compassion awake.
So here's to 34, a chapter yet to unfold,
With dreams in my heart, and stories to be told.
May the years ahead be filled with grace,
As I navigate life's journey, finding my place.
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A Profound Catharsis
PoetryI am going through such an emotional stress. No professionals involved yet, so I wouldn't know the severity of my mental state. Instead of slashing my own wrist or hanging myself in the ceiling, I decided to write poems. I have also started studyin...
