I'm a sculpture
Made by the god
Shaped by my mom
Cherished and loved
by the familiar fold
Gave me a name
That screamed prowess,
Pride and dignity,
Grace and strength,
Honor and warmth
Showed me the world
taught me how to keep
My head high and
Walk the difficult road
With unwavering pride
They taught me to have
A strong heart but
Also to be gentle sometimes
To have a strong soul
Unbreakable light within
Which would be bright
Even in darkness or dimlight
To achieve my goal
That i had targeted along
Even if that costs me
day and night or both
If you’ve ever loved deeply, even once — welcome home. My words are for you.I write about the way hearts break, heal, and bloom again. Love, in all its quiet chaos, is my favorite subject.If my lines ever make you pause, smile, or feel understood — that’s the poetry doing its work. Thank you for reading my world in words.
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