Feelings of a writer, are like a song to the singer and a paintbrush to the painter.
Are the keys and the way too,
A loving heart.
Written by Louise E.
Like an addiction,
Like a care.
Like a love,
In light to share.
Like the core,
Of my inner being,
Is love filled words,
That I want to be in.
Like a radiance,
Of light,
Laugh and laughter,
In this world,
That moves,
Faster and faster.
I try to stand,
My own ground,
I try to produce,
Only loving sounds.
I try to keep on,
Holding on,
To laugh and laughter.
For this fills,
My heart with joy.
Peace and happiness.
And that is what I need.
And what I am after.
Poetry by Louise 55
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Written on 2017-04-13 at 01:29
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Some love and care.
Some love and care,Are the keys and the way too,
A loving heart.
Written by Louise E.
Like an addiction,
Like a care.
Like a love,
In light to share.
Like the core,
Of my inner being,
Is love filled words,
That I want to be in.
Like a radiance,
Of light,
Laugh and laughter,
In this world,
That moves,
Faster and faster.
I try to stand,
My own ground,
I try to produce,
Only loving sounds.
I try to keep on,
Holding on,
To laugh and laughter.
For this fills,
My heart with joy.
Peace and happiness.
And that is what I need.
And what I am after.
Poetry by Louise 55
Read 511 times
Written on 2017-04-13 at 01:29
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