Feelings, nothing more than feelings;
The whole world comes up with such a philosphy,
Everything happens for a reason.
Am I just thinking up sentences,
Or am I just writing what I feel?
Feelings, nothing more than feelings;
A calmness that fills the air,
But knowing that it would be taken away.
Excitement that would rekindle once in a life time,
But would turn upside down with one action.
Feelings nothing more than feelings;
Sometimes tension fills the air,
A sign that the storm is coming soon.
What would happen if it abates?
Once again a bit of silence would be felt.
Feelings nothing more than feelings;
Love, complete love would never go away,
Once kept in the little pocket of your heart.
Something so significant like it,
Could turn a bitter wine into sweet honey.
Feelings nothing more than feelings;
Confined to a little place,
To think about life.
Knowing that you can't mix fantasy with reality.
Facing life the biggest fear to conquer...
By Abigail D. Hinds
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