Poetry Blogs (2019, worried)
Laugh to Live.
Happiness, in hands for you.
If you decided, not to be sad.
As a cup of water, to drink.
To clean your thoughts, to be glad.
Sadness, does not need to broach.
It always knocks, worried heart.
But Happiness, with a golden coach.
Asks, to ride happiness cart.
The Brain is yours, “to make use”.
Positively, think of your own.
Feel your value, never abuse.
...Monday 18th February 2019 2:02 pm
How Are You
How are you?
What are you thinking about?
Why are you thinking that?
Where does your heart go?
Does your soul fly?
Can you see clearly?
Did it help?
What didn't help?
How is your soul?
How is your heart?
What do you think about?
How are you?
Tuesday 21st November 2017 3:10 am
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