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My heart no longer beats the rhythm of anxiety
And my tongue has unlearned the language of frustration
Not because the sun now rise with my dreams
But my mind has drank from the waters of reality.
Each morning, I wake more confident than how I left the night.
As happiness has now found a home in my heart.
I pray, hope and still lay hold to faith
But I have buried the belief of predestined fate.
Why wait for the gods to move you up the mountain
Like a baby backed by her ever loving mother?
Why sugar-coat the lie that only the gods
Can turn water of wishes into wine of reality;
When I know I can mould the clay of wishes into being of reality,
If only my hands can dig and romance the dirty soil.
If my crops should die because the gods stopped the rain;
I will farm again!
till the rains become too heavy for the sky to hold -
For my tears can't replace the rains.
Why should I strain my eyes looking for rainbow in a dark cloud.
When I can sit calmly in the palace of my mind,
Till the sun rules the sky again.
For no matter how hard the storm rage, it's just wind, it will pass.
Poet (2020)
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