Rise, my dear, rise to the top,
Don't let the setbacks make you stop,
You've made it this far, no need to drop,
From the countless blocking props.
Stand, my dear, stand tall with pride,
Yet humble once you step your strides,
But not too much as to run and hide,
I will leave that aside for you to decide.
Prove, my dear, that you are one of a kind,
That you can catch up when left behind,
That you can stay on others' minds,
To be the one that they hope to find.
Tell, my dear, tell the tale from your birth,
Spin them the tale with smiles and mirth,
Relate to them when you arrive on earth,
Just how much you realize you are worth.
Look, my dear, look up from your bow,
Prepare to speak what you are now,
And when any of them ask you how,
To teach them is what I will allow.
Leave, my dear, the pain you endure,
You will need more than time to ensure,
Your heart needs more than pills to cure,
To revert it back to the state that's pure.
Take, my dear, take the words,
The spoken sounds that you have heard,
The sights you've seen, both clear and blurred,
The peculiar thoughts that you have stirred.
Handle, my dear, yourself with care,
I wish for your safety once you fare,
I will be staying on this very chair,
To wait for you as you journey there.
Don't, my dear, don't come back,
Don't turn back to the past you stacked,
Run to the future once you've packed,
To the ages before you that you lack.
Kiss, my dear, kiss me goodbye,
I am proud of your countless tries,
You never give up and never ask why,
But stayed curious and held your head high.
Trust, my dear, trust me for this,
You'll follow your dreams with endless bliss,
Rise up, little one that I'm sure I'll miss,
Now it's my turn to peck a goodbye kiss.
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The Silence of My World
PoesiaA collection of poems conjured by an amateur writer. A compilation that reflects the writer's thoughts, muses, feelings, and some was spun fictionally. A miscellany of randomness, with a deep meaning, or just a vent poured out of a pained and tortur...
