Hibernating is not part of my plan.
Don’t have a word, my heart felt really dumb.
In those times, i thought t’was a lost cause.
I can’t find my heart, the pen is lost.
Inspiration doesn’t struck like t’was before,
My heart is aching, can’t do it anymore.
The feelings seems dead and gone.
I can’t even write a simple poem in my hand.
I let it go and i let it fly.
Someday it’ll come back and make me high.
The rhyme of life will make me cry
To see my dream fills my new found sky.
Now, i am writing from my heart again.
The words flow from the dam of my pain.
I reached out again to embrace there in
The journey of love and life from deep within…
Jesus love you ❤