My Poetry

Finding Myself

Lost in paths I’ve never known,
Dreams like clouds, I walk alone.
At every turn, a question waits,
Wins and losses, tangled fates.

A yearning grows to know my core,
To bathe in truths I can’t ignore.
In people’s eyes, I search for hope,
In bonds of love, I find my scope.

Some places bring a quiet peace,
While silence fuels my fierce release.
Behind each wall, a view unfolds,
In every shadow, a hand to hold.

In darkness, often light appears,
From broken hearts, new courage steers.
Through life’s uncertain, winding way,
I know I’ll find myself someday.

I’ll keep walking, come what may,
Each pause a spark, a brighter day.
In this unsure world, I strive to see,
The piece of me that’s meant to be.

The Weight She Carries

She rises before the dawn, with weary eyes,
Her heart full of love, her soul full of sighs.
Through sleepless nights and endless days,
She walks alone, yet never sways.

The world weighs heavy, but she won’t break,
For the children she loves, she’ll do whatever it takes.
In the silence of struggle, she starts to see—
Hope is a whisper, and peace comes slowly.

The Strength of Her Heart

With every tear, a seed is sown,
She builds her strength, though she feels alone.
Through sleepless nights and days of doubt,
She finds the courage to turn things about.

Her love is a fire, burning bright and true,
A light in the dark, pulling her through.
In the quiet moments, she starts to find—
Peace in her heart, and hope in her mind.

The Heart of a Middle-Aged Mother

In the quiet of the night, where dreams often collide,
It’s a struggle to remember the girl I left behind.
Years of sacrifice, laughter, and grace,
Have led me to a bittersweet, yet beautiful space.

Facing Internal Struggles

Tucked in my heart are shadows of doubt,
Whispering tales of what life’s really about.
As a middle-aged single mom, I grapple with fears,
While nurturing the hopes—a balance of cheers.

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