Laughter echoes through the warm and bright air.
Spreading joy to those in need,
Hearts unite with each cheer.
The Joy of Laughter
Tag: poem
A Dance of Values and Peace
I request that you stay true,
To the values that guide you,
May your heart be light and free,
As you dance through life with glee.
I request that you find peace,
In the moments of sweet release,
Let your spirit soar and fly,
Underneath the endless sky.
Earth’s Hidden Secrets
Meg loves to dig,
With steadfast zeal,
She seeks the whispers
That the earth may reveal.
With shovel in hand,
She roams wide and free,
Uncovering stories,
Nature’s history.
In soil and sand,
Her joy takes flight,
A treasure trove of wonders,
Brought into the light.
Through layers of time,
She discovers her worth—
Meg loves to dig,
Unraveling the earth.
Secrets in the Shadows
Whisper to me your deepest, darkest secret,
A truth that only we will hold and keep,
In the shadows where our silent thoughts can meet.
Sally Ann Cash, the Teller
Sally Ann Cash worked with a grin,
At the shop where her talents did win.
With numbers in hand,
She was always so grand,
A trusted soul, where cash did begin.
Voice Rising
Soft
Voice
Trying
Speak her truth
Wanting to be heard
Yearning for the world to listen
The Colors Within
Within you, a vibrant hue,
Each color whispers a tale true.
A dash of red, bold and fierce,
With passion burning, never to pierce.
Blue like the sea, calm and deep,
Hiding emotions, secrets they keep.
Yellow shines, a ray of cheer,
Spreading warmth, dispelling fear.
Green like the earth, ever serene,
Nurturing life, a tranquil scene.
In every soul, this vibrant blend,
A rainbow of colors, without end.
A Wish for Harmony
In a world full of noise and despair,
We seek kindness; it’s truly quite rare.
It’s not far-fetched to dream,
Of a world where we gleam,
In the light of compassion we share.
Parent Reversal
This time I’m the parent, you’re the child,
How strange it feels, the roles restyled.
I coax and nudge, with gentle pleas,
“Let’s get that checked, just come with me.”
But you cross your arms and shake your head,
Mutter excuses, fill with dread.
You’re stubborn now, resistant, sly—
A glint of “no” within your eye.
I hear myself, your voice from then—
“Don’t worry, I’m just fine again!”
But now I know, with growing heart,
Why you insisted from the start.
Migraine’s Storm Phases
Before the storm, a warning: light grows sharp and thin,
A whisper at the temples, an ache beneath the skin.
The world begins to shimmer, colors blur and bend—
A silent drum is beating, sending its signals.
During comes the pounding, relentless, and severe,
A throb behind the eyelids, the sound you cannot hear.
Each movement sparks a ripple, each thought is met with pain,
You close your eyes and wonder if you’ll ever feel the same.
Afterwards, the silence—soft, a gentle, fragile peace,
The world returns in fragments; the pulsing finally ceased.
You’re weary as a river that’s finally met the sea,
Grateful for the quiet and the hope of being free.
Bring on the Night
Frogs croak in evenings.
Bringing about dusk’s entrance.
Twilight comes quickly.
Sun fades, stars begin to glow.
Nightfall settles on the land.
-AAA/MAD
Rise Above
I will never stoop to your level,
Though storms may rage and tempests revel.
With grace I’ll rise above the fray,
And seek the light of a brighter day.
In shadows cast by words unkind,
I’ll choose to leave the dark behind.
For dignity is my guiding star,
And I’ll hold steadfast, no matter how far.
Though you may try to pull me down,
I’ll wear my courage like a crown.
With every step, I’ll prove you wrong,
In my heart sings the strength of a song.
So here I stand, my spirit free,
Unshaken by your enmity.
I’ll walk with pride on my own path,
And let my light be my aftermath.
Whispers in the Haze
In the humid haze of a summer’s day,
A hoax was whispered, leading hearts astray.
With horrible tales that danced in the air,
Reality twisted, unaware of its snare.
Yet beneath the fog, truth glimmers bright,
A beacon of hope in the fading light.
For in the warmth where shadows might loom,
Love’s gentle touch can still make us bloom.
In the Wake of Chaos
Your three words today are:
RUMMAGE
RANSACK
DESTROY
The need and want to ransack,
To rummage through the night,
A tempest brews within my soul,
Demanding dark delight.
Each corner whispers secrets,
Each shadow holds a throne,
Desire wraps its tendrils tight,
In chaos, I’ll atone.
The urge to break apart the calm,
To shatter glass and bone,
A restless spirit yearns to roam,
Where no heart dares to moan.
But through the wreckage lies a path,
A glimmer wrapped in strife,
In destruction’s wake, I find a spark—
A chance to forge new life.
So let the wild winds howl and rage,
Let thunder fill the air,
For in the midst of all that’s lost,
I’ll rise beyond despair.
The Question
Am I truly alive or am I pretending to be,
That is the question that I ask myself daily.
In shadows I wander, lost in the fray,
Searching for meaning that slips away.
Each heartbeat a whisper, each breath a disguise,
Yet in all of the doubt, a spark still lies.
For to question is live, to seek and to yearn,
In the dance of existence, I still will return.
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