I never write poetry but today it was just coming. It's probably not good, i have always been a prose writer. But here it is.
The poetry of the heart
the music that flows
the inescapable rhythm
the soul only knows
The feelings that come
the wind and the rain
the sun and the clouds
the laughter the pain
Joy in the morning
that new love brings
the hope and the happiness
the heart freely sings
The wounds recover
the doubts recede
now is the time
for life to proceed
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