I am no poet, but I was just thinking of how incredibly interesting emotions and feelings are, so I decided to jot down some thoughts about them.
Feelings are unexplainable
They move us in everending rythym
We do not understand them
There is no rhyme or reason
What even is a thought?
Emotions intertwined with ideas
That reach each other and touch,
Affecting what we do,
Affecting what our actions are
Sometimes I am happy,inexplicably joyful
Full of euphoria and delight
Beautiful images of prancing girls,
Flowers, the moon, and evening gowns
Dance across my mind, making me happy.
As a result of joy, I am kind
I speak evenly, with care and sensitivity,
I enjoy others by looking for the good,
Therefore they enjoy me.
Other times, I am angry, lonely, sad, confused
At these moments in time,
All I do is drown in my sorrow,
Frowns, broken glass, and such
And I am rude, angry, even hateful
I don’t think of the one I am talking to.
I am all that matters
But then, perhaps by just the sight of a dandilion,
I envision peace, and so envisioning,
I become peace.