Florida Angel

Rookie (Spring / Rio 40 Graus..Cidade Maravilha...Delray Beach)

Balance - Poem by Florida Angel

Started as Cinderella,
Filled with grace, charm,
And an umbrella.

Grew up a Princess,
Made up gold, built up
Her palace.

Moved away, left it all behind.
Gave it all away, lost and found.

Yo-yo on fight with self.
Protecting the essence,
From imaginary extravagance.

Made love with others,
With passion regardless.

Making love, loving,
Sensing, missing…

A Soul and a Body,
A shell of its own,
Why would she need any other one?

Yo-Yo fight a misbelieve.
Peace of Self the best to achieve.

Listen to this poem:

Comments about Balance by Florida Angel

  • (11/10/2007 10:45:00 PM)

    'Existence comes first. The essence comes later.' (Report) Reply

    0 person liked.
    0 person did not like.
Read all 1 comments »

Read this poem in other languages

This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.

I would like to translate this poem »

word flags

What do you think this poem is about?

Poem Submitted: Saturday, November 10, 2007

Poem Edited: Saturday, April 23, 2011

[Report Error]