We all have a story,
That first cry or first walk,
The way the woman who birthed
Cheered when you first talked.
We all have a story,
How true friends turned out to have lied,
And how those eyes teared turning to
That one friend who never left your side.
We all have a story,
Cuddled up with a cup of tea,
Watching the raindrops tap the pane,
Wondering how the warmth leaves you free.
We all have a story,
The first time he held your hand,
And how suddenly he left thereafter,
Well, maybe it was part of a greater plan.
We all have a story,
How the sun gently kisses your face,
How the little girl's smile lit up your day,
How the day gets better having dreams to chase.
All of us have a story,
Fast beating hearts to scourging pains,
Warm tears to piercing laughter,
The unknown to childhood lanes.
All of us have a story
That we write as we breathe;
This is your story, unclaimed and unwritten.
Be sure to have it complete.
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Hey lovelies,
I know I haven't updated Words of the Soul for quite some time now so this one's for all of you who have been supporting this book since Day 1. I couldn't be more grateful to you.
Do check out my other poetry book- Fallen Stars, where I write short poems, mostly 4 lined.
Poetry requests are open.
Until next time,
Love always,
-Staira :)
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Words of the Soul
PoetryPoems, Lyrics and Thoughts in Verse. You do not need to like poetry to read it. All a person needs is a soul to understand the meaning behind common words. All a person needs is a mind to relate to the intensity of otherwise meaningless letters. A...
