Starting to post, not completely my work. TW just in case

**A Regular Heart**

I never was Prince Hamlet,  

Nor wore a crown of gold,  

Just a soul among the masses,  

With stories yet untold.  

I tread the streets of shadows,  

Where dreams may often fade,  

A regular heart beats softly,  

In the roles that I have played.  

I am a canvas painted,  

With the colors of my days,  

Like the writer of my stories,

In a myriad of ways.  

Yet deep within the silence,  

A whisper starts to bloom,  

A flicker of a miracle,  

That dances through the gloom.  

For in this heart of mine,  

Where ordinary lives reside,  

Lies a spark of something precious,  

A fire that won’t subside.  

I am not a tragic figure,  

Nor lost in bitter strife,  

Just a seeker of small wonders,  

In this tapestry we call life.  

So here’s to all the regulars,  

With hopes that reach the sky,  

For in each of our reflections,  

A miracle can lie.  

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With the help of a helping hand who helped me with writing the poetry.