Hard Day, but yet, I Stand Tall

January 18, 2017

(poem originally written on December 29, 2016)

 

Hard Day, but yet, I stand Tall


The secrets I hold 
Dancing upon light sublime
In and out my mind remembers 
Still all the same
In nightmares I woke up 
To a city shining
It's golden hue none for lacking
The water crept up and shone the brightest blue 
Earth and City stood still and half awake realized 
Who has passion?
And who has strife?

 

 

 

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