MY INSPIRATION
If only wishes can come true, I have only one or two, And they are all about you. Your works are so pure, Every words of yours are like lure, Making me safe from being a whore. I try to be as good as you, But success comes only in the hands of few, The only thing I know is I am inspired by you. Whenever I am sad for being a mystery myself, Your works inspires me to walk again by myself, They tell me to walk till success don't come to me by myself. Its all your affect on me, Every work of mine has a touch of you, you can see, Through your work my dark past is forgotten by me. Whenever I sit blankly thinking with tears in my eyes, My mind gets a hint from you and your works, to be wise; Making me enlightened again, to be precise. You yourself don't know who are you, Your everything has a success as a clue, The only thing I know is I am inspired by you. --------POET UNKNOWN *********** (Well this poem is dedicated to all those by whom I am inspired. Specifically this poem is for @mysterious as she is one of my inspiration and such a good hearted person. By my just a common confession of her poetry, she wrote a poem to mention me. I should thank her for helping me in forgetting my past and let me inspired to write my future. Thank you again.) Hope you like my poems 😊.
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POET UNKNOWN
@Mysterious ooh its nothing sis...u r my inspiration and will be for rest of my life💞😍😍
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Julia Peterson
Nice👍👍😍
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2020-04-29 05:04:37
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POET UNKNOWN
@Julia Peterson thank you very much 😊😊
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