Tale Of A Guy Poem by Emmatobs de thought writer

In a realm of humans, clouded with skepticism and doubt,
there lived a guy, strong and devout,
He wasn't built by bricks or stone,
but by the dreams he called his own.

In the mirror's gentle gaze, I see,
A spirit strong, a heart that's free,
In the depths of my soul, I find,
A truth that echoes through my mind.

with each step, I forged my path,
with determination, I conquer wrath,
I built myself with resilience and grace,
with every trial, i find my place.

For i'm an handsome creature,
A nature of the hidden treasure,
Whose inner power is as beautiful as creation,
Daily, Shining in silence elevation.

Like a precious gem in the rough,
I shine with grace, with strength enough,
For self-love blooms in my core,
A love worth nurturing evermore.

In my eyes, a spark of possibility,
A vision of a future, boundless and free,
I assembled my dreams, piece by piece,
with each accomplishment, my joy increased.

Through storms and trials, I stood tall,
Brick by brick, I built my own wall,
A fortress of courage, unbreakable and strong,
A symbol of resilience, forever I belong.

I laid a foundation of self-belief,
My spirit unshaken, despite hardship and grief,
for I knew that within I lay the power,
to build a life, blooming like a flower.

I am not a non-educated valiant,
For I am born with an inner talent,
To craft the world through Creativity,
And greatly turning Earth into Beauty.

My hands, skilled at weaving dreams into reality,
With optimism, I embrace life's duality,
I molded myself, defying constraints,
Creating my own destiny, with no restraints.

With each sunrise, a fresh start anew,
I affirm this truth, strong and true.
I raise my voice, like a phoenix, as it take flight,
And build a life that shines with my own light.