When a heart starts to beat
Theta was here he was also over there and everywhere, everything had color and smell it looked like he wasn’t living life until now. No matter what he was doing he felt alright.
- Lungs filled to the brim without falter
Happiness is here sorrow is no longer
- Charismatic yet still very timid
But for now life has no limits
- No cage rope or line for joy and goals
I now know what I must do I now know my role
- To live each day at a time with making the most of it
To be part of all their lives and love every bit of it
- Exhaling to catch my breath and dealing with inconveniences
Because even the life has color black and gray are still acquaintances
- But it’s worth it in the end for i have this happiness in life
It will be great remembering this before I die
- Because I can gladly say the old me knows defeat
Everything now has color and I can hear my heart beat
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Author:
Ernie (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: January 10th, 2019 11:17
- Comment from author about the poem: Salutations and good morning hope you have a wonderful day, as always feedback is welcome. - From your friendly scholar T (Someone once called me T and it sounded nice)
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Thank you Adam my dear dear friend.
A fine write, erm, T.
Thank you orchidee, also if the name seems strange you can just say theta although your reaction did give me a chuckle.
Ohh, I'll call ya what ya like - A,B,C,D,.... You can call me 'O' if ya want. Call me anything ya like - within reason. Erm, except Agatha - random name picked out there. lol..
Neat will do
I think the title is fantastic.. and of course true...
Indeed Neville
Beautiful write Theta the scholar.
Is this your New Year's resolution?
Great outlook, going from the black and white of the past to the future where everything has been colored by you. 🙂
Thank you for kind words Tamara, one of the poems before this one is about new years but the black and white was correct, you are a smart and observant person.
You're welcome, Theta. I'll have to check out your New Year's poem when I have a bit more time. Have to go now. 🙂
Have wonderful rest of the day.
I really liked this piece. Very colorful indeed! 😀
Thank you for the kind words
Colour can be a saviour to sight that has seen only sad black and white - - a great piece of advice on finding happiness by living a day at a time.
Indeed well said Fay. And also thank you for the kind words
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