Amore August❤

Amore August

Fluttering my eyes open,
I was met with a somber white,
Suddenly blinded by the newfound light.
My first reflex was crying out loud,
An assurance of health back then,
Now, a safe outlet of pain.

Through the years, I’ve tumbled and toppled over,
Held onto momma’s pinky finger for dear life,
Sobbed senselessly on dad’s shoulder after a childish strife.
Timid and scared, I looked around,
Ended up with my people away from the crowd,
Who was once my arch rival, I hugged my baby brother, feeling proud.

I’ve wandered through verdant valleys of thought,
Hit rock bottoms and scaled mountain tops,
Doubted myself, sighed and conclusively, garnered props.
Sat by the rivers with hot tears cascading down,
Crunched the dry fall leaves, skipping to home town.

Grinning at the azure sky, gazing at the diamond stars,
I’ve slipped into puddles and splashed the water all around,
And had my back tickled by the grass standing on the ground.
Sniffing the sweet aroma of vibrant spring flowers,
I’ve blinked at the twinkling citylights from high towers.

Closing my eyes as the sugar of cupcakes melted into my mouth,
I danced in a fit of joy,
Laughing at the lamest jokes has been my simplest ploy.
I’ve grown to adore this person I see in the mirror,
And all the other noise reduces to a blur.

Defrosting my heart,
Scrapping off the rust,
Amore August.
Amore August.❤

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Hola, Joy Squad! Long time, no see. I pray that everyone is doing alright and feeling happy and content. This poem is really all over the place, I know. Just for some context: August is my birth month, so I obviously take a biased liking to it. Amore is the Italian word for love. However, this poem pretty much circumscribes my entire life and not just one month, as a birthday tribute to myself. I hope I don’t seem self obsessed lol. Happy birthday to me, I guess? ❤😂

Yours truly 💕,

The Ink Warrior.