Commencement
Our youth is a fleeting immortality,
burning blazing bright and fierce.
Each act is a defiance
against the winding down of the clock,
a fearless declaration against the night.
We are inseparable and invincible.
Arms, legs, fingers, bodies intertwined
in careless affection that runs deeper and stronger
than any river daring to try and carve canyons
between us.
Our youth is how we love and laugh and break so hard
we burst apart into prismacolor fragments
time and again,
and each time become something more beautiful.
Our shattered stained glass bones
litter the path behind us,
but we are stronger for the iron that binds our pieces now -
now, a patchwork of found and gathered and given
and stitched together by helping hands.
Our youth is how we live and laugh and soar
on the wings of a million dreams,
and a hope so unshakeable
it carries us above the highest peaks until
the whole world lies at our feet,
and we barely have to reach to touch the horizon,
letting our fingertips taste the beginning
of life’s next great adventure.
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A/N: I haven’t posted in a good 2 years but I’m done with high school, so hopefully more time to write! This poem is me being optimistic (for once) about the future and it’s dedicated to everyone who’s helped me out along the way.