#WritcoPoemPrompt123
Things that get in your way,
As if there's a hidden door blocking your path,
And find the worst, by error as it stray!
A problem to be solved, probably simple math.
After things that get in your way,
As if there's a hidden door blocking your path,
You stumble upon shadows where hopes decay,
And hear whispers of fate’s uncertain wrath.
The road you walk twists like a serpent's spine,
Its curves obscured by clouds of doubt.
Yet the stars above, in their ceaseless shine,
Remind you the night will sort it out.
Each step you take feels heavy, unsure,
As if the ground beneath conspires.
But courage, though fragile, finds a cure,
Fueling dreams that never tire.
Mistakes may rise, unbidden and wild,
Like storms that batter a sailor's way.
Yet each tempest whispers, soft and mild,
"You'll reach the dawn; just seize the day."
Through valleys dark and mountains steep,
Where echoes of fear attempt to stay,
You’ll find a strength, in silence deep,
And carve anew the light of day.
For every problem, though vast, intense,
Holds a riddle the heart can unwind.
Like pieces of some forgotten sense,
Truth emerges when heart and mind align.
So carry on, though the air feels thin,
Though shadows stretch and doubts might spread.
Victory lies not just in the win,
But in the courage to forge ahead.
When the...