POEM STARTER
Submitted by an anonymous Daily Prompt user.
"It was all becoming real."
Use this as the closing line of a poem in any style.
It’s Time
The colors transforms from darkness to light
The sounds and shapes mutate by pure might
Adoration pumps through me in anticipation
One push closer to my destination
I chose this bond to come visit life
Not knowing all the incoming strife
The pain worth every bit of my pride
That I get connecting with my eternal tribe
I yearn and trail in the constant loop
For the blinding love I get with my group
Now, it’s beginning and it’s so ideal
Because, again, it is all becoming real
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