Love the thread people… I’ve been writing poetry for a number of years now but have been a bit scared to share it with anyone except close friends and family, but here goes….
How To Be Extraordinary
When all the hearts are broken,
How can you sit so still?
When all the dreams are shattered
And no more hopes are left to kill,
And the melody has played its course,
And the trees have lost their shade,
And the colours in the painting
Are all washed out and start to fade,
You stand, you see, you do not move,
You do not act, you do not do;
You sit, you stare, you ponder why
One and another must make two.
Come with me, let us travel;
Come and find forgotten places,
Virgin sand on which to stride,
To breach, to conquer, to boldly go,
To plant, to build, to found, to grow,
To jump, to grab, to seize the day,
To move, to drive, to never stay.
I came and did, and all to show,
For I can fly, for I have dreams.