Body slumbering
Every day and every night
All the thoughts are very tight
Dreams so out of the ordinary
Dark or light equal extraordinary
Seems no help to find
Must look behind
The truth is not kind
And under the skin
Deep within
The impatience is running
And somehow will be coming
The powerful compel
Enough for me to tell
That finally harmony
Will be here to be

Nice poem. I really enjoyed the rhyme.
ReplyDeleteJanice~
Thank you :-)
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