I will walk into a stream of embarrassment.
In hopes that I will be surprised with flashes of cherishment.
In this world, there is not so much doom…
As there are windows that reflect my lonely room.
I will no longer hide behind my gate.
Instead- I will live until I am shattered like a cup or a plate.
And as a cup or a plate I choose to be filled.
Awake, I am lively, and at night, I am stilled.
And when I rise from my patient sleep-
I shall be grateful for the light- this passion I shall reap!
Categories:
cherishment, anxiety,
Form: Rhyme
A
glimpse of blitheful calmness
Haunted the garden I nourished so well
A
sense of fulfillment lingered in my thoughts
I
grasped a positive, enigmatic idea
And planted it on this conceptual notebook
A
gratisfying radiance showers peace, I must confess
It gave immortality to my garden I protected-- it's quite swell
A
piece of cherishment hovered in my thoughts
I
clutched an audaciously, cryptic idea
And recorded it on this invigorating poem book!
Categories:
cherishment, confusion, faith, happiness, mystery,
Form: Rhyme