Poetry is so powerful. I put in concrete paper my feelings eventhough they are not exact; they don't describe the feelings with exactness as I feel them. At least I can plasm those feelings pretty near as I feel it inside.
I get it out of my system, that's how poetry works for me. My mind is chained with feelings. Curiosly, everytime I read the poem I have the same sensation of that gone feeling. It comes back to me, reminding me of its intensity when I wrote it for the very first time.
Beautiful! I love poetry.
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Working woman, fighting hard;
your passion astounds me!
Even when hardship leaves a scar,
you choose to stand firm, not flee.
You radiate strength and resolve.
Always moving forward.
A beautiful mind with authority to solve.
Proving all you’re no coward.
Inner force strong exploding;
a fiery passion to thrive.
Showing leadership without eroding.
A prevailing female with strive.
To you I wish the best...
power, wisdom and success.
Most of all, I wish you rest;
a key ingredient to beat the stress.
Incredible woman, I here vow...
by your side when needed, I shall be.
My pride is to aid you when you allow
unworthy working man to service thee.
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