“It’s Okay”
You are not the sun on every day,
Sometimes the clouds will block your way.
You won’t be joy from start to end,
But sadness too, has a hand to lend.
You are not your cracks or breaks,
Not every tear or past mistake.
You’re made of storms and silver light,
Of sleepless thoughts and dreams at night.
Some days you shine, some days you ache,
Some dreams you build, some paths you fake.
But through it all—each rise, each fall,
You’re still enough.
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Freedom
Is what you owe yourself,
Unbridled, unchained,
And it is all yours
Listen darling,
If it comes offered,
Bound with his terms,
Dare not call it “Freedom”
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You care!
You’re watering the plants
Expecting them to grow
But then,
Don’t you remember honey?!
They are gonna die with
Excessive water too
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Not received ~
Never meant
“Not deserved”
Darling,
You deserve
The whole universe
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And burden to the heart
Is always gonna be about
The unlived life ~
The dream which you chose not to chase
Don’t you agree?
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A moment can be a poem:
When you are drowning
Deep inside your own thoughts
Someone: “Did you see the moon today?”
“Send a pic”
“I like watching moon with you!”
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In the world of ChatGPT
Writing poems
This is me
Authentically me
Trying to find
More real humans
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Sometimes,
You don’t have to ask.
Just observe
You will get
all the answers
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