~At night, dreams take flight,
bright visions in the dark,
a world where anything is possible.
But morning comes with heavy eyes,
the sun brings worries,
reminding us of bills and doubts,
of voices telling us to play it safe.
We chase the shining goal,
the degrees and jobs we want,
but the road is rough,
filled with broken pieces.
Still, flowers bloom in cracks,
showing strength in hard times,
sharing stories, raising voices.
Every dream that falls
can spark new ones,
turning pain into purpose,
dreaming not just for us,
but for a better world.
In this struggle, we find our power,
turning shadows into light,
telling our stories,
one heartbeat at a time.~
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ECHOES OF THOUGHT 💭
PoetryHi friends! I've always dreamed of writing and sharing my stories, but confidence has held me back. Today, I'm taking a step forward and starting my writing journey right here. On this account, you'll find a collection of poems and writings on vari...
