Becomes many yesterdays
Flow like lifetimes past
Leaving me adrift
As my heart now sprouts its wings
Yet cannot take flight
Cuddled close by dreams
All I want I wish to be
Then the feathers falls
As I reach to grasp its call
I fear the days past
For dry ink can haunt
Feathers plucked by every taunt
Sleepless heart weeps raw
Am I of the light
Am I worthy of the heights
or worth a twinkle
My heart on my lap
Mind abed on sea of grass
As I count the days
Mini haiku story...
It's one hell of a bad habit, being lost in my own head, my thoughts.
The years have gone by, and I find myself wishing more for a reset button.
Yet, I also wish to learn how to forgive oneself.
Theres so much I want to do, so much I want to prove to myself that I am capable of. I pray that the coming year will be one of deeper self reflection with the goals I have in mind...
I so wish to be a talented poetess for writing has been there for me through thick and thin.
The more I fall in love and improve, the more my heart aches...
I gotta keep moving forwards though
I cant die and not try, not yet,
Be back soon with more poems, thank you everyone for all the love and support, really.
Stay safe and well.