Live life as long it is available,
Cause life is to short to crumble.
To what it sounds and what it matter.
Beating through the dark when fears gather,
To what I see and what others flatter.
Loving those mines when they are shatter.
Differences then are digged out,
When creating a scene when nothing was held out.
Even though someone tries to care,
Does it always sound so weird?
I know it's hard to beat but not impossible,
To what I think and what they appeared.
Cracks and faults are always there,
Even if they tried to be perfect.
Broken heart are still to be fixed,
When everything has gone messed.
Still waiting to beat the tough,
And to gather the strength.
Which will light the rest leaving the dark bed rest.
Still arguing to hold back the tears,
With no sound it had vanished in rivers.
There is always something which keeps us strong,
Even when the heart stop beating it's blood.
Life long I had waited for this moment,
When I will beat the tough and gather the strength.
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ALLURING VISION
PoesíaIt's a collection of my poetry. its basically my thoughts on how I think of things that surrounds me or the things I have heard I just put them in a poem . Hope you all enjoy reading them has I enjoy writing them.☺
