I have Cadence: Back to the City

Practice makes perfect, its all in good fun ;)

I already feel the breath short in my body,

Last night I awoke to hurting, near crying.

A tightness so stuck it needs pressure, pop!

Left gasping for air, “Do miracles stop?”

“What am I doing?” The noise is too strong.

The pull is too forceful, it’s stringing along,

I want to be happy, healthy, and free.

But city life just can’t do that for me.

The souls adrift in need of guidance,

But giving my hand won’t stop subsidence- 

Money or bread for another day,

They need insight into a different way.

… … … … … … … .. .. … … … … 

Maybe we all need a moment to be,

I shouldn’t-I’m going to, (sorry Cagey).

They say studying the ‘greats’ will be ‘good’.

Accepted by society saying, “You should-”

No. I am worthy and so I forgave-

Stop telling me how I need to behave.

Capable of achieving on my own.

Ignoring your competitive need to drone.

I have momentum, watch your word-

I see your ‘positive-feedback’ is blurred.

I’ll keep going, no negative to slow,

Rather I’ll use it as fuel to glow.

Does ‘happy’ ring between my letters?

I’ve worked hard to clear out the gutters-

Rained and snowed, the wind has blown,

I’m gone from this city, no face was shown.

A break is needed, but for you, I’ll say,

“Yes. I will practice my meter today.”

Author's Note

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[Neha agrawal]

I like this poem of your's. Amazing work keep writing✍️ 😊