Alive

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    Alive

    So sweet, and so fresh
    as the breeze of wind blows on my skin,
    the warmth of the sun
    scorchin from beginning to end.
    I take a deep breath
    exhale out, inhale in,
    I feel free, I feel big
    I feel like I can face anything
    No pain, no worries, no stress
    Is this how it feels to be blessed?
    The most greatest feeling
    I have ever felt, I believe
    and I believe in myself
    the truth never hides
    the joy in my soul
    makes me want to cry
    Joyful tears,
    as I open my mouth
    and let these words come out
    I am thankful to just be ALIVE.

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    When power leads man towards arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.

    John F. Kennedy (1917-1963) Thirty-fifth President of the USA

    Anjul’s Poems (10)

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    All That I Can Be 0
    Might 2
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    Alive 0
    Won't Take My Pain Away 1
    I JUST GOT TO LET IT GO 0
    The Real Me 1
    Everytime I Cry 0
    Life 0
    A Lesson 0