You keep pouring though I’m filled to the brim,
Oblivious to the situation.
It’s a time of my life that’s sink or swim
And I’m up to my gills in hydration.
I have much to give and want to give it
With talents I’m game to put to the test,
But if there is peace I want to live it,
Not gasp for air as the walls are compressed.
I realize that friction can lead to fire
But it does not work as life’s driving force.
Still, I intend to walk this shaky wire
And soldier on till I master the course.
Out of the dust a diamond will burn bright.
Here it comes – watch me sparkle in the light.
The image of an overly moist
The image of an overly moist and drowning cut diamond - what a brilliant thing to behold!
here is poetry that doesn't always conform
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Thank you very much!
Thank you very much!