Feelings are fleeting
They act like loess
Carried by desert wind
They sublime like iodine
Feelings are swellings
Throbbing troubles
Often temporary
They always vary
Feelings are bubbling beats
In your brain, an impulse
Many a time, so powerful
Like ocean waves that rise and fall
Feelings are everything
The core of human existence
The reason behind reasoning
A door to one's destruction
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Colour Me Poetry✓
Poetry*Previously known as Poetry Dump* °Some rant with prose °I rant with poetry Colour Me Poetry is a collection of one hundred poems written in both a successful and unsuccessful attempt to understand the colours of life. It is a collection analyzing a...
