Love’s Poetic Awakening!

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In the heart’s journey through life, growing pains, hurt that stains. Tears restrained, ten foot walls, castle in the sand. Time, lines drawn, washed away by the see, how to awaken the love in me. Seeking life’s happiness, living in the quietness, breathing in the fullness. Emotions swimming in the stillness, a waterless silent river. My awakening, hidden in slumber, the sleepless yearning; in childhood daydreams. Am I strong enough, am I brave enough, am I, worthy of? To be, or not to be? I choose to be me, live free, give no apologies. In the pressing, the pulling, in the pushing, the tugging; heartstrings. In quiet contemplation, a question remained; what does awaken love look like? Is it an ocean, a potion, just a watered down notion? An inquiring heart, searched depth of soul, could it be fathomed, be awakened in me? I looked deep, my heart lost sleep, in my awakening. Love’s awakened presence, wasn’t a curtain call, the veil removed. To let my heart see, a soul destined to be, love’s poetic muse!

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Published by Warren Richards

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19 thoughts on “Love’s Poetic Awakening!”

  5. Awakened love. Conscious will to love. Expectation to love. Unhindered love, unrestrained.
    If it’s a matter of something that affects our love, is our love really love?
    Bless you brother.

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