When the day gets tiring and rough,
When the beautiful moon shines in the sky at night and brings forth nightmares.
When memories of the past haunts my soul and tears flow like a river.
I look forward to the sound of your beautiful laughter to wake me up from my suffering and anguish.
Your laughter so sweet the sound,
it washes away all my pain and gives me peace with tranquility.
I'll rather die to the sound of your laughter than to leave a life of misery without it's melodic tune ringing in my ears.
©Mary Samuel
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Hidden Emotions | Poetry
PoetryA COLLECTION OF POEMS. Contains all the feelings buried deep in my heart and soul. Poetry is the spontaneous overflow of powerful feelings: it takes its origin from emotion recollected in tranquillity. ~William Wordsworth Poetry is the rhythmical cr...
