Solace

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My journey is a bit rhapsodic
Owned by
Deceptive roads, deceitful milestones
Friends who turned enemies
Also, enemies who never became friends
Life feels like an enigma
Which I’m unable to break

But I’ve sternly decided
To race every mile with a breathless poem
With whispering pine-trees clouds and rivers
I’ll fuse into to the ocean like rain
wearing my cashmere tuxedo of dark verses
Wet in tears of joy and sadness of a few
Whom I loved with
overflowing hurt I caused

It’s becoming a cliché to complain
Negativity is just a garbage
taking up tons of space in my mind
Fill it with positivity?
I’ll Burn the frowns,
Praise the smiles,
I’ll Break through the storm, dance in the rain
Travel into space, reach for the stars

Before I do that
I want to sit
under the benign sky
listening to the soft wind
breathing through the grass
crying on my woe
the slow dance of the infinite stars
Will serve as a beautiful solace

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