I’m still shining through,
Despite the chaos,
Despite the storm,
Despite the insults,
Despite the accusations,
Despite the looks of disappointment,
Despite the lies swirling around,
Despite the season of sadness,
Despite the rumors of wars,
Despite the jarring journey uphill,
Despite the fickleness of society,
Despite the arms that have grown weary,
Despite the discordant nightmares,
Despite the lack of recognition,
Despite opinions of the devils minions,
Despite lurking lack,
Despite lagging loneliness,
Despite lost hopes and found troubles,
Despite friends left behind,
Despite a panicked, frustrated world,
Despite selfish eyes who demise,
Despite a famine of men who are wise,
I’m still shining through.
About the Creator
Rowan Finley
Father. Academic Advisor. Musician. Writer. My real name is Jesse Balogh.
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Sunlight danced softly across the frost-crusted fields, making the little blades of grass sparkle like emeralds. The faraway chirrup of a songbird was the only disruption to the quiet of the morning. An icy chill, the last vestige of the dying winter, clung to the air, settling in a thick white mist at the far side of the open field. The heavy stench of decay hung in that mist, punctuation by the sharp tang of freshly spilled blood.
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Total unstoppable energy! Keep that light blazing and maybe throw in a little funky chicken dance while you’re at it! 🐥
Words of true power right there! Continue that resilience! 😀
And you should keep shining, Rowan! Even more in your poems.
THIS WITH BELLS ON IT! (Yes Caps!)