My heart beats, silently waiting, pondering anticipating.
how will the tides turn? How can things ever be relearned?
Time can only hide,
the bends and burns they might bide.
Until a day when secrets bury.
Why are we in such a hurry.
Test of fate the ones will sow,
what will happen when things lay low.
The tides are high and the wind it blows.
which challenge will help you grow.
Carry your wits about you when trouble comes your way.
For it's only your mind that will save you to live another day.
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Inside My Head -Short poems
PoetryCome, fellow readers, and writers. Take a seat, pour a cup of your favorite drink, sit back, relax and delve deep into the corners of this poetry collection. Including; Sonnets, Couplets, free verse and short, this book will have a variety to choose...
