Calm
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While fighters ought to be gracious and calm, feeling fury is a sign of weakness. ( By author )
When everything droops in your wake
Your stance was hollow; it was fake
Your path is fair yet worth the wait
That's where you should wander your fate
I'd cop through a scene of wanton
Key strewn bits are struck by motion
Turn over sadly; roots are hay
I'm vowing my last breath away.
My heart calls for few gouge scorner
Truth spoiled on the side of corner
I am quite keen to accomplish
Fight failed, but never the skirmish
Dread sweeps the sight, and the mind stray
Smile on the lips once sorrows spray
Nose-binds to trust, waive stink disdain
Heart falls with each sight; calm remains.
Uproar warmly greeted my stride
When the grind of routine subside.
The pulse dashed at the sight I view
And heart was thumping in my chew
I breathed to calm my helpless feet
"Stay calm and grow on," to my greet
From inside, mind is home to loads
It's wicked snide skimpy and goads.
Written: January 12, 2022
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Copyright © Sotto Poet | Year Posted 2022
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