Today sky is clear ,
And stars are visible,
I hope you're doing well,
I hope you won't be a shooting star damaged by universe ,
Rather you become a shining star in the sky ,
I hope you won't be a flower deceived by words rather you'd become that wild flower to deceive those treacherous words ,
I hope you won't be an autumn leaf being crushed under feet ,
Rather become that winter lead hard to pull from the tree ,
I hope you won't become a lotus that get found easily rather you become a saussurea obvallata plant that is rare to reach ,
I hope you won't become a marigold to be plucked by anyone rather you'd become a rose that if someone would try to reach and their hands get bleed ,
I hope you won't cry that much harder that pit of your stomach consumed all of your energy that you left shaking ,
I hope you won't stop yourself from speaking that your throat get swell ,
I hope you will get the chance to scream and to complain so that you won't be listening to your own screaming voices inside your head ,
I hope when you get up at morning everyday , it'd be as peaceful as this starry sky is.
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Ink And Rhymes: A Teenager Poet's Diary
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