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Serenity

She makes me feel calm from the sound of her voice. Like soothing music I would have no other choice. She speaks just like the sound of rain drops bouncing off of a windowpane she constantly keep me from going insane. She gives me a renewed freshness, but at the same time she also leaves me breathless. One thought of her can make my racing mind slow down into a peaceful place. Unfazed by anything that has been troubling me, because of the meaning of her name take over me so uncontrollably. She is my place of Zen that sometimes I can not comprehend. With her I can meditate, because she know how to help me find my escape. She is always be there for me, and all I have to do is think her name. What name you ask? I call her Serenity

(2014)

Pay close attention to the details of this poem as it will catch you off guard with it's context.

#Happiness #MetaphorPeace




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