From the depths of doubt, I start to rise,
With new wings spread beneath open skies.
Each feather forged in trials faced,
A testament to the strength embraced.
I shed the weight of what I’ve known,
Leaving behind the fears I’ve sown.
In the warmth of light, I find my grace,
Transforming shadows into a brighter place.
No longer bound by chains of the past,
I soar on currents, free and vast.
Each beat of my wings a song of hope,
Guiding me through the wide-open scope.
With every lift, I learn to trust,
In the journey ahead, in the path of dust.
For change is a dance, a graceful flight,
A journey taken with heart and sight.
The winds may shift, the storms may call,
But I rise higher, refusing to fall.
For within me burns a fire so bright,
Wings of transformation, taking flight.
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☘️Gyana
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Whispered Verses
Poesía☘️In the quiet corners of the heart, where words are soft yet profound, "Whispered Verses" weaves a tapestry of emotion. Each poem is a reflection of life's delicate moments-whispers of love, echoes of loss, the strength found in struggle, and the b...
