The Forty Fifth Poem- Unwritten Pages

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Unwritten Pages 


I try to refind the lost pieces of me,
This mosaic of all broken things
Is the raw, unfiltered me,
Ready to fly with my wings.

I will go to far places,
Where the eyes can’t see;
I will meet new faces,
And share with them the magical me.

Life awaits for me
In the most precious of ways;
All there is to life is to dwell in glee,
Despite any circumstance I face.

So tiny steps I take,
Towards my dreams,
And leave it to life to make them come true,
By the most wondrous of means.

The best is yet to come,
Many pages yet to be written,
What has happened is just some,
There are more moments waiting for me to be smitten.

-Jaanvi Veluguleti 

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