I wrote this one when one of the days I was feeling low. Everything around me was bringing me down and I just wanted to feel happy. I needed something to cheer me up and something to keep me going through all the pain I was feeling around me. So I wrote this as a way to keep the heart stronger amongst all the sadness in the world.
Stay beautiful
stay beautiful my heart
You have lots to learn and lots to forgot
Days will come and fill you with love
Emotions will make you happy
And people will crush
Some will poke you
and some will hug
Stay beautiful
stay beautiful my heart
Desires will drive you crazy
Romance will take you for a ride
You have to pick up your own pieces
And do it in your stride
Passion will lit every bit of you
Will warm your existence
A tight hug and can do wonders
Can teach you to beat again
Stay beautiful
stay beautiful my heart
You have a long day to go
A journey filled with joy and sorrows
Do not bleed for someone
Who never picked up your pieces
Left you in the dark
Shreds you in thousand parts
Stay alive to see another dawn
Stay alive for the music of the soul
Stay beautiful
Stay beautiful my heart….
The picture I used in this blog has been clicked by Tim Marshall
Your writing is as beautiful as you. I can relate so much to each & every word. And why me, it’s a story of all beautiful hearts out there. Keep up darling, you make us proud!
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Thanks Meenu.You yourself has one.
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Beautiful. I write poems too. Do take a look at them if you can
https://thethoughtscribblersblog.wordpress.com/
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Thanks for nice comments.Will definitely visit yours.
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Reblogged this on Megha's World and commented:
This post is in response to the daily prompt Express
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Nice emotionally motivating poetry….to read…and recharge …whenever required…
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Thanks for such nice words.
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This is such a beautiful message for any of us who are feeling low.
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Omg..You are reading from the beginning…my writing was so different..dont do that..start the other way round..I’m going to hide under the bed.
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Lol… oh no, if you want to see awriter’s growth, then start at the beginning. I can’t hide under my bed, that’s where the monsters gather and my closet is full of skeletons so I can’t hide there either 🙂
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haha..You don’t leave any chance to slip in your metaphors..right?
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Lol!!!! I leave metaphors all over the place. They lurk EVERYWHERE! Be careful, soon they will be hanging around your poetry and I gotta tell you, they are serious trouble makers 😀
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I bet they are..Don’t worry I’ll lure them and make friends with similies and then will crochet a beautiful poetry together…haha
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Now you are talking! 🙂 And when you are done with the crocheting, I will write a melody to weave between the stitches 🙂
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Aha what beautiful thing we are weaving together.
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Yes, it is wonderful 🙂
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