Alive

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  • Life

    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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    A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

    Anjul’s Poems (10)

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    Might 2
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    Alive 0
    Won't Take My Pain Away 1
    I JUST GOT TO LET IT GO 0
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    Everytime I Cry 0
    Life 0
    A Lesson 0