How it Happened?
Woke up in the morning and felt the urge to write. Literally while brushing teeth wrote down my very first poem. I think the picture influenced to write it.
The picture attached was created by pouring ice cold water into a glass. The zoomed picture and a bit editing created an awesome artwork!
Poem #1
Swollen Blisters
I’ve grown much now,
I’m a new person.
Why am I new?
Because of the wounds.
Scars are still there,
Reminds me everyday about the swollen blisters.
Pain is still there,
Underneath the covered skin just like hidden splinters.
I don’t lose hope,
As I’m a warrior.
But when memories haunt me,
It leaves the barrier.
I won’t lose hope,
As Almighty heals me when I crawl.
I will be striking,
As long as my dead cells fall.
© AlvnaK
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