Childhood mirrors a creamy puff
Tastes so sweet, interestingly enough;
It slip down fast and last forever
The crunch of innocence with incredible flavour.
When goodness of morning was never in vain
New rules everyday, not following one same;
When nights ain't sound so empty and alone
It was full of stars, starring ideas and hope.
Life tangle and tangles along your age
Bitterness hits, with depression and rage;
Bullies and anxieties stole peace of mind
In emotional breakdown every second - grind.
The struggle is real, never easy to pass by
But all private revolutions, at last always die;
Finding mental calmness isn't enough at all
Making it evermore, is the essence of your role.
YOU ARE READING
Can you feel me
PoesíaA collection of short poems framed to make you feel the core of it. Some are painted in the colours of present while other wear a cloak of nostalgia, some sparks the importance of self love while other triggers to be bold and fleek ♡ Happy reading! ...
