Poetry work

THE DIARY OF A "WOMAN" II I feel as if I wrote this myself alone,  Smothering my pain because my heart was a stone. Recessing on a bed nothing fancy but white, My life flew high and as far as kite. My beloved, I felt insecure in my childhood, I wish I had taken help, but none I could. I ain't complaining, nor I would cry, I just hoped for good things, which i couldn't buy. My partner was my first boyfriend, with whom I interacted the most, The second part had just begun but I couldn't raise the toast. I miss my loneliness, but I also respect my fame, Marriage gave me a new phase but also a new name. Not soon but early I hope for getting a new sun, This part of my life was incredibly fun. Being a human I cannot unlock all the doors of life, But I can make it sharp and as clean as a knife. I know my inside, but i never lose hope, Shoving my troubles aside I always find scope. My true friend is one whom I talk very excessive, But if someone steals her

                              “Believe in yourself….” It doesn’t matter that your dream come true if you spend your whole life sleeping, So get out there and go for it, but don’t be caught waiting. It’s great to plan for your future, Just don’t live there because nothing really happens in the future. Whatever happens it happens now, so live your life where the action is now. It is unimaginably hard to save good memories, Probably the best scene to evaluate from all those short stories. Failure, a negative of success never fails to bring you back down, One who has not seen failure has never watched a leaf go brown. If you have never made success but still hope for better, Try to get rid of false predictions which could possibly make your life bitter. Unquestionable acts are a way of expressing your thought, A better escalating action will make long things quite short, Listen from your heart and work it through your brain. Because