What If,
The Art of Living
Was the Art OF Letting Go
To perform
Miracles,
Be a
Hero,
And Act out
While,
Never making a Show
Of Shattered Imperfections.
The Pain of Past Moments and Memories
Brings a heavy sigh to cope
With A Little Bit oF Destiny.
Reign in the Spotlight
For Queens Do Cry
Beyond her chamber
Alone in the night
Praying for
A Little Bit Of Hope
YOU ARE READING
The Hum Of Existence
PoetryThere's not much to tell, Except I Have much to say. And I Will everyday, So I've Learned & managed to express , A little more in a lot Less.
