Simply Poems Are

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by mysterious_aries

by mysterious_aries

Upon the kiss of paper and quill

The pregnancy of emotions

Words into the ocean sail

Born a poem so true with dedication

Happiness and loneliness collides

All pains are there, those love too

Colors of smile and grimace, put on words to survive

Stories of white and blue

Poems are unpolished stones, looking for a friend

When it chilled someone to the bone

Then stones turns to a lovely gems

And finally to the readers heart, poems found a home....

written: December 3, 2014 @ 5:00 pm

Mysterious Aries