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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