My poem,
Let it begin.
My day,
Let it awaken.
My night,
Let it be forsaken.
My sadness,
Let it fade.
My happiness,
Let it invade.
My body,
Let it come alive.
My senses,
Let them thrive.
My hatred,
Let it simply die.
My love,
Let it simply sigh.
My heart,
Let it burn.
My soul,
Let it yearn.
My hopes,
Let them aspire.
My dreams,
Let them never retire.
My emotions
Will always assail.
A law of balance
Will always prevail.
AT LEAST...WE PRAY...THAT IT DOES. FOR, 'LIFE' HAS KNACK FOR DISRUPTING THE LAW OF BALANCE...REGULARLY . WELL DONE AND ENJOYED. THANKS FOR SHARING. LOVE, BLESSINGS AND FAITH...JOYCE * HIS INSPIRATIONS
You took a soul searching, insightful way of writing this, John, and the result was simply wonderful. I loved it. I felt as though each line was written for me.
Writing poetry can surely balance our day, it gives us an outlet, a place to hang our passions and our hearts, Well done John, keep scribing the beauty that lies within you. Always a pleasure to delve into your precious words, Blessed be ,
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Thanks John for sharing...... peace be with you
William