I live in a poetic world,
where I romance with the teary pearls of my emotions....
I am not alone nor sad, maybe the outside world may see me so
I smile , I laugh, I ridicule with my selves
I sob, I fight, I taunt with within what dwells
I have leapt past the past desires as I no longer find them merriest
I still learn, as I have always, to swim with my tickling emotions
I have seen that the ripples of all my faces thread only to one string
I enjoy every mood no less than the other
I try to live every mood no more than the other
by doing so I learn the pearls of all my emotions bead
into the string of one happiness and bliss
I live in a poetic world no more colourful than yours
It just needs an eye to look for what it stores
where I romance with the teary pearls of my emotions....
I am not alone nor sad, maybe the outside world may see me so
I smile , I laugh, I ridicule with my selves
I sob, I fight, I taunt with within what dwells
I have leapt past the past desires as I no longer find them merriest
I still learn, as I have always, to swim with my tickling emotions
I have seen that the ripples of all my faces thread only to one string
I enjoy every mood no less than the other
I try to live every mood no more than the other
by doing so I learn the pearls of all my emotions bead
into the string of one happiness and bliss
I live in a poetic world no more colourful than yours
It just needs an eye to look for what it stores
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