He was crying;
The emotionless man.
Tears went down his face;
He was sad.
He was bawling;
The empty soul.
A frown crossed his face;
He was depressed.
He was shaking;
The rock hard heart
His hands cradled his face;
He was broken.
She was laughing;
The silent killer
Creases formed on her face;
She was happy.
She was rejoicing;
The merciless wench
A grin radiated across her face;
She was overjoyed.
She was pointing;
The melter of hearts.
Her evil shown on her face;
She was victorious.
His name is Human;
Her name is Love.
He is her servant;
She is a cruel mistress.
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Thoughts as Poetry
PoetryThis collection of my poems expresses my emotions-loneliness, pain, joy. They also tell stories-regret, conquering ignorance, what one will become. They are my fleeting thoughts, captured in verses. Thoughts as Poetry.
