Poets & Poetry

A new me

The feeling of being alive
It was unique, surreal
The creation of God.
There was perfection in every imperfection.
Every inch, every curve
Was made skilfully.
Closing my eyes
The inner beauty, the inner strength
Made me feel even more powerful.
Inhaling the fresh air
I could feel myself healing on the inside.
Every wound, every scar
Was healing.
It was real and not my imagination
It was new, a new feeling, a new me.
It was once again another opportunity,
Another chance, another day,
To improve myself, to bring a change,
To create an impact.
And I was ready more than ever
And nothing could stop me
Because I was the one.