There is so much disappointment
In the everyday life.
I fear habitual, unremarkable daily routines.
I feel it makes me as small as I don’t need to be.
Conventional days make no sense to me.
My heart wanders in space, alone,
Seeking excitement and spark
That is not to be found in the ordinary.
I despise the bore, passionless moments
As much as I love without limits.
A day without expanding love
Is a day
Where love has shrunk.
I am love.
WRITTEN: MAR 30, 2022
8 responses to “My Truth”
Life has a habit of providing challenges that make boring moments disappear. Don’t worry they come along to everybody.
That’s true, also boredom can lead to many creations. But the everyday makes me feel so out of place at times. Maybe it’s not a bad thing
Great job, Kudos
Thank you 😊🙏🏼
I love your direct honest poems…❤️
Thank you 🙏🏼💗😊 I’m happy to hear because even I’m not sure what I feel about them
you’ll be fine…they are goooood 😇😇
🙏🏼🙏🏼🙏🏼🙏🏼 good morning