Septennial Poem by Susheela Alexiose

Septennial

That glorious Septennial was perfect, complete,
Full of love, lust and ecstasy.
It brought out the best in me,
A perfect balance of love and destiny.

I earned a masters degree, a milestone achieved,
Wrote an anthology, words from the soul,
Healed from deepest wounds, I found my way,
Saved from depression, a new dawn unfolded.

Friday, May 16, 2025
Topic(s) of this poem: depression,destiny,lust,wounds
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