To shine

Of doubts I’m still to shine I find I’m hurt
In line to bring my tears to define
A verse of this of that I can disperse
To ride the waves of words to be sublime

I’d scowl although my wildness lost worth
So foul the howls, so childish I’d find
In retrospect I’ve scarred this heart of mine
And still I’m left to woes , it may outburst

The clout of clouds of hell may tell you lies
The thunderous and hateful means do cry
Insensitive to give the gift of curse
Bereft and left to live a life to nurse

And still I’m thrilled of recompense to thrive
And still I am alive and free to shine


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