Let go the pain, child of strife
Slip loose the sharpened knife
Your verve is such a gem of love
Can you not feel the passion of
Those lucid tides flowing from you?
Your splendor in darkness breeds rue
That strong beating is so alive; don't think it's too late
Because not one can your pulse duplicate
Child of strength rise to your calling
For you have been summoned from your falling
Behold the prosperity laid in abundance
See the charades; do not be tricked by their fronts
Watch the cobbled road for signs of redundancy
That has so struck against your life in misery
Learn from your mistakes and past
And treasures in your life shall last
So lovely in your own passion,
Never again must you ration
Your heart into bits of crumbled stone
Only to rely again on your own
A special heart, which you encompass
Upon the highest homage you amass
Grasp sturdy your remaining might
And rise beyond your heavy plight
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Encouraging Words [Poetry of Ambition]
PoetryPoetry that is meant to inspire and encourage.