He altered the ego
and made a move,
The sense was divine
He felt a groove,
Lost in memories
Tranquil was the feeling,
He felt heart at ease
Wounds were healing,
He never was so happy
Even sadness could fill a pond,
But now when love happened
so he was only fond of this bond...!
I think I get it - but 'sadness full of pond' has me guessing I'm afraid.
ReplyDeleteAh, second chances. That's what makes life worth living.
ReplyDeleteI love the first line and the second stanza!
ReplyDeleteNice work and very true..! Really liked it...!! :)
ReplyDeleteoh he grown to liking being sad?I'm I understanding correctly
ReplyDeletePhew, a pond full of sadness, perhaps. I like the way this starts.
ReplyDeleteHe has become accustomed to being sad, so is now happy in sadness...Yes? Interesting.
ReplyDeleteI like the way you structured this, such great lines throughout.
ReplyDeletedamn sweet! :)
ReplyDeleteAnd I love the coffee cup and spider guy! :D
wishes
Scribblers Inc.
Thankuu so much all..! :)
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