Crossing the janeiro...

What we perform, what we show is what we achieve in this world. If we keep caring about, what people say, the time's run out, problems, keep blaming them, we'd never revive to try again... This poem tries to highlight it..
Ignore, the humps laid with no use
are they going to heal your views?
make you feel the real drill?
or maybe, they succomb in deadly bills?
Let it go, attire of sorrows
unspoken world with no horrifying burrows
Introvercy is a gift for life's tomorrows
stake it's effect after crossing that janeiro
Wake up! stop clapping for unnecessary ducks
your destiny, can fetch you a higher luck
if you're willing to crack with no codes
You're a survivor, with a waiver to roads
The world isn't waiting, you're patient
Grab the potions to transform the hills
This is a parole, out of the stadium
racing through glances of that glimmery sun
Time hasn't disappeared, claim your patents
You're the melody, your voice, it's wheels
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rajankushwaha
Nice bro
reply 1iggy
Poetry and rhymes always catches me off guard and puts me into a mood that is determined by the poem. Happy and whimsical make me feel like dancing in the streets while sad or loss poems bring me down. I like reading things that effect me in either way. This poem had a little inspiration but left me feeling uneasy even though it had some good rhymes. For me it's two thumbs up because it made me think.
reply 1crypticflash
Thanks for the feedback iggy!
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