The trees still grow tall
even when the human kind
destroy it unceasingly
to satisfy their greed.
The flowers still bloom
even though it knows that
eventually it will be plucked
petal by petal
to get killed in
their gruesome hands.
The sun still rises
endowing beautiful mornings
even thought it burns daily
providing warmth and light
to the living beings
on this universe.
So you my love,
even when people stab you
and break you
rise up from the ashes
and show them
the warrior in you.
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Heartsease
Poetry( Featured ) Heartsease - peace of mind. The one where I organize the plethora of words residing somewhere in the corner of my mind in a muddle into what we call poetry. ~ ➳ Featured on @WattpadPoetry [07-02-22] , @WattpadAnthologies [03-11-20]...
