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 Posted: Wed Dec 19, 2007 5:50 pm
Alright, I'm really tired of reading poems about depression, death, broken hearted, lost love, fading hope, dyeing friends. OI it just gets old. SO I had a revelation. Why not start a poem about life and the good things that swell from it, the melodic laughter that overflows from your soul and fills the air with a feeling of joy. So nothing bad or sad, nothing agitating or depressing GOT IT??
So here goes
There's something that flows from your soul when you laugh.
A joy that seems to last from the past
It never really fades, just echoes in your head all day.
And when you see another laugh. *SNAP* the past is back.
Lols. I know it doesn't really work well BUT!, I'm sure with YOUR help It will be inspirational. OH. . and please, don't just write a line, try and make it a stanza. Thanks. XP.
((you can quess where I got this idea from look at the top. XP))
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Posted: Thu Dec 20, 2007 8:56 am
There's something that flows from your soul when you laugh.
A joy that seems to last from the past
It never really fades, just echoes in your head all day.
And when you see another laugh. *SNAP* the past is back.
As fluent as a child's love, the purity of true understanding
Risen from the youngest of hearts, a small bud awakening.
Who knew such laughter could echo in all?
The young, the old, the small...
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Posted: Fri Dec 21, 2007 10:37 pm
There's something that flows from your soul when you laugh.
A joy that seems to last from the past
It never really fades, just echoes in your head all day.
And when you see another laugh. *SNAP* the past is back.
As fluent as a child's love, the purity of true understanding
Risen from the youngest of hearts, a small bud awakening.
Who knew such laughter could echo in all?
The young, the old, the small...
So Let this be a lesson to us all
Know that the power of love resides in even the small
Use the ladder of hope to scale this depressing wall
And let this joy bounce around inside like a superball....
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Posted: Fri Mar 28, 2008 8:11 pm
There's something that flows from your soul when you laugh.
A joy that seems to last from the past
It never really fades, just echoes in your head all day.
And when you see another laugh. *SNAP* the past is back.
As fluent as a child's love, the purity of true understanding
Risen from the youngest of hearts, a small bud awakening.
Who knew such laughter could echo in all?
The young, the old, the small...
So Let this be a lesson to us all
Know that the power of love resides in even the small
Use the ladder of hope to scale this depressing wall
And let this joy bounce around inside like a superball....
This light that does shine from your eyes,
I hold it, as if it is my prize.
This light shines onto another, on and on,
This light that reminds me of the dawn
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Posted: Sun May 25, 2008 10:42 pm
There's something that flows from your soul when you laugh.
A joy that seems to last from the past
It never really fades, just echoes in your head all day.
And when you see another laugh. *SNAP* the past is back.
As fluent as a child's love, the purity of true understanding
Risen from the youngest of hearts, a small bud awakening.
Who knew such laughter could echo in all?
The young, the old, the small...
So Let this be a lesson to us all
Know that the power of love resides in even the small
Use the ladder of hope to scale this depressing wall
And let this joy bounce around inside like a superball....
This light that does shine from your eyes,
I hold it, as if it is my prize.
This light shines onto another, on and on,
This light that reminds me of the dawn
Like the sun rising in a darkened sky,
I see that faint gleam in your eye
and it brings around a whole new day
I feel whole at last... In a whole new way.
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Posted: Mon Jun 02, 2008 12:54 pm
There's something that flows from your soul when you laugh.
A joy that seems to last from the past
It never really fades, just echoes in your head all day.
And when you see another laugh. *SNAP* the past is back.
As fluent as a child's love, the purity of true understanding
Risen from the youngest of hearts, a small bud awakening.
Who knew such laughter could echo in all?
The young, the old, the small...
So Let this be a lesson to us all
Know that the power of love resides in even the small
Use the ladder of hope to scale this depressing wall
And let this joy bounce around inside like a superball....
This light that does shine from your eyes,
I hold it, as if it is my prize.
This light shines onto another, on and on,
This light that reminds me of the dawn
Like the sun rising in a darkened sky,
I see that faint gleam in your eye
and it brings around a whole new day
I feel whole at last... In a whole new way.
I feel the sun touching my skin
I see the smiles on all of my kin
We all are smiling deep in our hearts
So let this be all of our new starts
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