Eunoia Poem by PRADEEPTI SHARMA

Eunoia



When life keeps pricking you deep,
Like the desert wind-kissed thorns,
Each one stinging your conscience,
Leaving you scarred and painful,
Yet you decide to bloom,
Yet you decide to stay fragrant,
Yet you decide to showcase your true beauty,
That's Eunoia.

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