Isn’t it such a pleasing sight,
When emotions and psychology intertwine?
The beauty each feeling holds within,
That moment blood and thoughts align.
The smiles of joy, happiness, and glee,
The laughter’s echoes, the teeth beneath,
The inner child, deep inside,
Memories embedded and put aside.
The eyes upon the verge of tears,
The sadness whispers in their ears,
It peeks throughout the gentle flow
Of rivers, lakes, and more to grow.
And anger holds its beauty too,
The shouts and tantrums they wildly threw.
The rage, it speaks, it yells, it shrieks,
From the veins and blood it slowly leaks.
The sky, it houses all inside,
The storms, the rain, the clouds collide.
The rainbows and the colors all,
The warmth and sunshine yet to fall.
As much as the sky maintains its pride,
We must raise our voices and spirits high.
Emotions in the paths they guide,
And let their echoes carve the sky.