27 years

27 ~years





This poem is a tribute to me.

A panorama of existence and the enthusiasm expressing such a thing. A essence and growth of the journey I lived and the love and passion that I've emit.

27 years of disquiet dilution .

27 years of dishearten,  dismay.

This has been an adventure of fate and misfortune. 

Where  sparkle and glow has gone to gray. 

Yet a inferno of spirit, and flair has replaced the girl who inhabited fear. She walked in the company of suppression and control.

Her attribute and exasperation was not notable no more. 

Approaching a corridor through the course of her passage. 

Where a window of  illuminating acknowledgment emerged.

In love she fell and transformation evolved, a charismatic change in identity and just one guy and his devotion 

gave her a refined clarification,  an understanding, a reason, and motivation to meaning.