laughter is me, when i conceal the anger
boiling over hundred, water on fire
bullied by man's ills, one after the other
laughter is forming the life i desire
as my conscious and subconscious fight bad thoughts
rattled by man's acts—no, my mind won't tire
laughter is chuckling as my soul darkness sought
in the living room, as i watched comedy
chasing away the headache troubling news brought
i laugh more in these times as a remedy
to life and its tragedy; laughter is me
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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...
