Apologize
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6 comments
It’s our own inner light we must follow
changing merely to please another
will surly only lead us down a sad path,
but listening can guide us
by letting us see paths we had not known
were there
and so I listen
but decide
by my own inner light.
Life begins today, bringing hope to the mind as rain brings greener pastures. Across the horizon comes a sparrow of lighting blaze, gazing at the moon light and slowly the shadow of darkness vanishes into thin air like dust off a speeding trail.
This is me
I loved it, described me best. If i could read more of your poetry,i’d be interested to become a fan of yours.
wow, this poem really realized me for being sorry for a broken friendship.i thought i had done all the mistakes and it was totally my fault for the friendship ended. but i was wrong… i can’t be someone perfect.
Wat a thought…beautifully presented and phrased.. 🙂