Emotions run high when making love, gets you so excited it moves you in the groove. Emotions run high when you're pissed off, chokes you all up and makes you almost cough. Emotions run high if you're about to die, makes your heart and soul want to cry.
Keeping your cool is hard to do, when life pushes and presses you. Holding on becomes hard as hell, makes you want to scream and almost yell. You try to be cool, but on you drool. Fangs pop out, claws sprout.
The next few seconds seems like eternity, when you're pushed to an extremity. You barely survive, being lucky you're still around to thrive. When life returns to the norm, you be glad you survived the storm.
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The captivating music of birds and the enchanting beauty of roses have, each in their own right, inspired people around the world for as long as anyone can remember. How the two combine with the challenges faced by a struggling writer in Georgia to c
Yes, Grady it is hard to deal with those emotions. If it helps any, we all have them. Peace be with you. This poem was done well.
Love, Patty
Best regards,
Leland
Grady, so true! Moods DO affect our judgement, whether good OR bad! Very good write; always enjoy your wisdom-filled gems!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D
Wet Or high and dry!!
Love Tinka
Great stuff Grady, ty, Dani