Why do these words come onto this page?
They come from emotions,
The emotions laid out before you.
They may be sad,
They may be happy.
The love you have for others
Is always there,
And maybe hate.
But from where do these words come?
They come from when your mind stops,
Even for a moment.
For in that moment
All you do is feel,
And from those feelings
No thought is required
For poetry to be written,
Written on this page.