Peace, Love, and Happiness
Is a pleasant thought to ponder,
Yet it's quite unlikely for we are
Known to stray and wander.
So rid yourself of worry, child,
And rid yourself of sin.
And soon you'll see the prospects
Of a placid stint.
Is a pleasant thought to ponder,
Yet it's quite unlikely for we are
Known to stray and wander.
So rid yourself of worry, child,
And rid yourself of sin.
And soon you'll see the prospects
Of a placid stint.
Drops of passion
On the placid lake
Created a turmoil
Ripples spread wide
Under the blue sky
Nowhere to hide
Closed eyes
Helps feel every word
Left unspoken
And lips do the talking
At the confluence
Swept away
By the undercurrent
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Hey. Was feeling rather vapid and googled some poems that hopefully resonate with my current state, call it a cathartic act. Well not the most apt but they are sure rather mind-swirling indeed.
