Florebit
I am but a flower, Found in the light of the sun, Swaying beneath your feet, Growing in the ground on which you run. I am but a moment, Appearing in a season; However this so, I still have a reason.…
about the temporary stasis we call life is one of the most explored themes on Power Poetry, where young poets share their authentic voices and lived experiences. The 3 poems below range from raw first drafts to carefully crafted works — each one a window into how a young writer sees about the temporary stasis we call life in their life. Whether you're looking for inspiration, connection, or just want to know you're not alone, start reading and see what resonates.
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