This poem
I want it to show me the way
These days, how can I nurture my love more?
What kind of a poem would truly help me?
How can I be helpful to others, too?
I choose my words pretty carefully.
Should I write about life?
Should I be avoiding strife, and holding on and feeling off?
But it all belongs here, I can't make it disappear...
Feeling stuck and trying to move,
Listening to one's heart's groove,
Hoping for an answer in the distance...
A white boat sailing towards the sun,
Those last seconds before it disappears
In the ocean, or the sea...
Darkness comes and the red goes away,
We experience change anyway.
Nurturing my soul by giving hope to others,
Writing from the heart, late at night in bed.
Instead of healthily falling asleep,
My mind was searching for a place to take the leap,
To express concerns and worries to me,
To make me want to let go genuinely,
But I ever slow begin to understand,
What it means when I don't need to pretend.
I don't know how I would handle that...
Jul 20, 2025
Jul 20, 2025 at 8:19 PM UTC
This poem
I want it to show me the way
These days, how can I nurture my love more?
What kind of a poem would truly help me?
How can I be helpful to others, too?
I choose my words pretty carefully.
Should I write about life?
Should I be avoiding strife, and holding on and feeling off?
But it all belongs here, I can't make it disappear...
Feeling stuck and trying to move,
Listening to one's heart's groove,
Hoping for an answer in the distance...
A white boat sailing towards the sun,
Those last seconds before it disappears
In the ocean, or the sea...
Darkness comes and the red goes away,
We experience change anyway.
Nurturing my soul by giving hope to others,
Writing from the heart, late at night in bed.
Instead of healthily falling asleep,
My mind was searching for a place to take the leap,
To express concerns and worries to me,
To make me want to let go genuinely,
But I ever slow begin to understand,
What it means when I don't need to pretend.
I don't know how I would handle that...
