Sometimes we forget why we started in the first place.
Sometimes we get so used to the mundane things;
Forget the things that make us genuinely smile,
That gives us unrelenting energy.
Sometimes we just settle
Because that’s easier
Than standing out.
It’s comfortable than fueling a passion that
We fear the world may kill.

Today I realized something
In my sick bed
When I couldn’t do anything.
Than pick old drafts to write.
I felt an inner contentment
It wasn’t blazing
But it was there.
And then I realized Passion was a service
A service to God.
A service to one’s heart
And a service to a world we see
And hope it would be

A million dreams fueled by passion
Is all it’s gonna take!

Whatever the Passion, or gift is, I believe it’s time to reignite it. I believe in you!

Day 22/30 of 30days30poems



By Abis Psyche

A young lady with a passion for anything and everything artsy. Painting with words is what I do best. The motive is not to create the perfect picture of emotions, thoughts and feelings. It is to appreciate those imperfect flaws and choices that will always make every story worth telling. My dream is that someday people will learn to tell their stories regardless. Stories heal, and they need to be heard.

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