I want to collide with this storm , so that it'll break me into pieces ,
And I can take those pieces of me to form me again .
I want to fight with those clouds , so
that they'll shower on me with their heavy rain ,
And I can cry until I found my voice back with new voice inside me .
I want to grab the lightening wave , so
that it's current waves run from my blood to veins , shooking me ,
Until I found that faith and hope of light in me .
I want to fly high in the space so that it'll snatch all of my breathe from me ,
And when I shall return to earth I could breathe those layers of earth that bring back my breathe and new lungs would form .
I want to stand on the sharpest edge of the earth on my feet ,
So that when it dig inside me , the grief that my throat hold shall come out with that scream.
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Ink And Rhymes: A Teenager Poet's Diary
Poetry"Ink and Rhyme: A Teenager Poet's Diary", invites readers on a poetic journey through the tapestry of emotions woven by the passing seasons. From the tender innocence of childhood memories to the contemplative solitude of rainy days spent by the win...
