Rise

I will rise trying to kiss the stars
Parting behind broken scars

And with every rise I try to strive
I perceive my goals like a shooting light

For I don't know what the smell of success is
As the journey of life is a never ending test

Just as failure subsists a shadow of destiny
Leaving no room for empathy

But the rise to reach the stars will never stop
As one day I will reach the top

For as hard and deep the wounds may be
I will rise and you will see
I will rise and you will see…
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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Nunez Avatar
May 21, 2015 at 5:41 AM
Full of hope and determination. Almost sounds like a mantra, which success coaches promote to be part of morning ritual. Good job and welcome to Poetry Soup, Sherwin!
Fernandes Avatar
May 21, 2015 at 5:50 AM
Thank you Kim for the beautiful comment
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