Joy is something,
that is only found and felt,
Between the passing away
of our careless thoughts in anger,
and the sight,
of life's remedy for lonliness.
Love is a passing fancy,
that only lives
in the silent and empty fields,
between giving and taking,
between having and holding,
between losing and finding again.
Want to review or comment on this poem?
Need a FREE Reader Membership?
Reviews of "Joy and Love"
Reviewed by Cody Piggott (Reader)
Reviewed on November 11, 2005
Beautiful--I love how u explained joy with differing emotions.--very interesting.
Never say anything you don't mean when you're angry,
for the damage to another is extensive
and might be unrepairable afterwards. ~ Sandie May Angel a.k.a. Sandie Angel :o)
Still Living on my Feet is the follow up to Tichaona Chinyelu’s first book, In the Whirlwind, which was rooted in a sense of hard-hitting revolutionary black love. However, in this sophomore effort, Tichaona brings the revolutionary essence from deep
Share
Print
Save
Follow
Love,cody
for the damage to another is extensive
and might be unrepairable afterwards. ~ Sandie May Angel a.k.a. Sandie Angel :o)
Sandie May Angel a.k.a. Sandie Angel :o)