Scorched by flame
And Saturated by reprieve
Love blooms a new.
Forced by unwillingness to render the heart content
The mind brimming
And the ego aghast.
The journey is afoot.
Stand strong and true to intention.
Idleness thwarts credibility.
A slave to belief
Driven by ideas
Guided by dreams.
Seduced by my own divine nature.
I feel the power that is mine
Yet, I linger in corridors, hidden by my own fears.
Too intrigued, by my own stubbornness, to wander.
I call to you
And yet, I hope you won’t hear me.
I must rescue myself
Or forever be my own traitor.
This is a poem written by mom my a long time ago! She actually got it into a mixed book of poems!! =] and, yaa. her name is “Miaheyyun Morningflower” so dont give me any credit. i didnt write it!!