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A Beautiful Storm
She is decaying,
Yet she is still trying to bloom,
She is falling,
Yet she is still trying to stand,
She is frowning,
Yet she is still trying to smile,
Although her stem is curved and her leaves are broken,
Does not mean she will always remain in pain,
God will provide her the nutrients she needs to remove that stain in her heart and allow her to reach that storm that once tore her apart,
Many assumed she would never grow,
Though the sidewalk kept her in place,
She was always taught to embrace,
The strength in her stem,
The charm in her leaves,
The confidence in walking through her storms,
And the fight to keep herself standing,
If she just learn to love herself completely,
She is capable of anything and everything,
Regardless of her scars and flaws,
She’s a blessing in disguise,
She’s able to keep herself at peace,
Many didn’t know she was a rose that grew from concrete
Yet she is still trying to bloom,
She is falling,
Yet she is still trying to stand,
She is frowning,
Yet she is still trying to smile,
Although her stem is curved and her leaves are broken,
Does not mean she will always remain in pain,
God will provide her the nutrients she needs to remove that stain in her heart and allow her to reach that storm that once tore her apart,
Many assumed she would never grow,
Though the sidewalk kept her in place,
She was always taught to embrace,
The strength in her stem,
The charm in her leaves,
The confidence in walking through her storms,
And the fight to keep herself standing,
If she just learn to love herself completely,
She is capable of anything and everything,
Regardless of her scars and flaws,
She’s a blessing in disguise,
She’s able to keep herself at peace,
Many didn’t know she was a rose that grew from concrete
Published 3rd Jun 2018
| Edited 8th Jun 2018
Author's Note
You must learn from experience to find yourself, your purpose, and the ability to help those who are in storms. Everyone’s journey has its own pace!
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4th Jun 2018 6:50pm
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8th Jun 2018 5:53am
(((((((your poem is a self concious, bought on by a dip in the inner self,
to make your own destinty press play))))))). back to the poem
A Beautiful Storm
She is decaying, ---------------------a full stop
Yet she is still trying to bloom,----------------a full stop
She is falling,-----------------=--------full stop
Yet she is still trying to stand,---------------full stop because is, is a verb
She is frowning, -------------------------full stop
Yet she is still trying to smile, ---------full stop
Although her stem is curved and her leaves( ) are broken, -----full stop------may-by dripping their colour
Does not mean she will always remain in pain,
God will provide her the nutrients she needs to remove that stain in her heart and allow her to reach that storm that once tore her apart, -------------------- i stay away anything to do with god, that is my option.
Many assumed she would never grow,
Though the sidewalk kept her in place,--------is that because of the violence on the street
She was always taught to embrace,
The strength in her stem,
The charm in her( ) leaves,------autumn leaves
The confidence( ) through her storms,----- in walking
And the fight to keep herself standing,
If she just learn to love herself completely,
She is capable of anything and everything,
Regardless of her scars and flaws,
She’s a blessing in disguise,
She’s able to keep herself at peace,
Many didn’t know she was a rose that grew from concrete----------;
this is a good solid poem, to write this you must have a quality in there somewhere, an intrinsic beauty
there are some floors, but still a good pencil
to make your own destinty press play))))))). back to the poem
A Beautiful Storm
She is decaying, ---------------------a full stop
Yet she is still trying to bloom,----------------a full stop
She is falling,-----------------=--------full stop
Yet she is still trying to stand,---------------full stop because is, is a verb
She is frowning, -------------------------full stop
Yet she is still trying to smile, ---------full stop
Although her stem is curved and her leaves( ) are broken, -----full stop------may-by dripping their colour
Does not mean she will always remain in pain,
God will provide her the nutrients she needs to remove that stain in her heart and allow her to reach that storm that once tore her apart, -------------------- i stay away anything to do with god, that is my option.
Many assumed she would never grow,
Though the sidewalk kept her in place,--------is that because of the violence on the street
She was always taught to embrace,
The strength in her stem,
The charm in her( ) leaves,------autumn leaves
The confidence( ) through her storms,----- in walking
And the fight to keep herself standing,
If she just learn to love herself completely,
She is capable of anything and everything,
Regardless of her scars and flaws,
She’s a blessing in disguise,
She’s able to keep herself at peace,
Many didn’t know she was a rose that grew from concrete----------;
this is a good solid poem, to write this you must have a quality in there somewhere, an intrinsic beauty
there are some floors, but still a good pencil
8th Jun 2018 2:41pm
10th Jun 2018 10:53am
This is lovely. Your word choice really illustrates beauty in pain. Thank you for sharing.
10th Jun 2018 8:09pm
27th Oct 2019 11:42am
I am not a religious nor a spiritual person but I have liked the authenticity of this poem
27th Oct 2019 2:52pm
