Ambition is a strange thing
It can give you
All that you wish for
All you feel you deserve
All you so desire
But.
Sometimes it can hurt you
Break your heart with its
Piercing sword of sharpness
One glance and everything
All your hopes
Shatter.
My ambition is a little different.
I keep my ambition deep inside the
Core of my heart deep in my chest
And I let it burn, secretly, quietly,
Hiding its flames with my shadows
Of humility
Why?
Why do I hide this
Fervent desire
This passion that I can barely hide
Deep in the shadows, in the darkest of nights?
Its very simple.
I hide my fiery desire to protect
A weaker scared version of myself
Who fears that when my dreams soar
Flying higher and higher
Like Icarus's wings
Higher into the free blue sky
Closer to the heat of the flaming sun
Where my wax wings melt
Under the pressure of the intense heat;
Those who mean me harm
They have put a ball of lava in the sky
Filled it from head to top
Top full of burning hate and
Robbed me of my wings
Let me go, free falling down
Down back to earth
Into reality
Into the harsh cruel life
I once lived.
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Tears Of The Rose
PoetryA. Ton. Of. Random. Poems. Just warning you. The poem that inspired the title of this book: Tears of the Rose A rose Is a prickly thing Armed with barbed thorns Stinging like thousands of merciless Bees that hover protectively Over their prize. Rose...
