Healing: Will Power
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A poem unfolding the bouching back of starshine.
It is not easy to overcome any loss. As a human, we are sensitive by heart and never wanted to lose anybody temporarily or permanently. But, it's a law of nature. Nothing stays forever. Even our age. This poem is hope and light for those who need to rise and fly. Your will power is your cure.
-Haniya Fatima
Thoughts were hailing down in my mind
I was struggling to find
a sun or a twinkle, though
neurons were shrinking
eyes were blinking
blood was sprinting.
Then, a sudden low pitched voice
commit to me a lifetime.
hang loose is the prime
earholes have their rhyme
change in life is in-grime.
And, neurons were jumping
heart was pumping
eyes were exciting.
Just instant though asked
who is the one that blew
is it sprawl or masked?
No, it's a peace-blue.
I am a cure, I am a power
I am you within you.
