The Search for happiness can only be find
When you fight the ashen days and leave it behind
Find the light thy need
Take the strength to feed
Your core with happiness
And sadness beneath
To hold your hand and breathe
Life.
Poems about self discov...
Icarus, you flew too close to the sun, Icarus, you made the final run I wonder how thou felt I thought you dwelt and would never melt
Shining golden rays touches my soul It burns but provides me delight Icarus, is this the same flight?
My love is blind like thee I only see theLove, rest I foresee And it is all my imagination Nothing but my creation
The crookedsmile, the gentle eyes it was all worthwhile The love you endowed, the conversation which fed my soul Am I not entitled to the stand in the fondness isle?
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Icarus has always been my favourite, what do you think about him?
