Living it

 

Lips of weariness brushing my soul,

Kisses of hope nourishing my heart.

Hugs of pain pulling me apart,

Rain of determination pushing me forward. 

I circle back to the arena of life,

To begin the game once again.

 

Via Daily Prompt

 

 

Author: ScribbledbyM

Writomaniac who loves to scribble Tamil and English poetries. Short stories and general articles are also my cup of tea with flavors and spices but without junk.

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