Life is poetry. Poetry is life.
My history tells me my life is no lie.
It is my truth, preached to you in tune and in rhyme;
With no time on my hands for a master plan.
Just a laugh and a quick shake of the hand.
The good will out, I have no doubt,
But my lack of faith in myself will always keep me down.
I drag myself up to let my feelings out,
But still I suffer in silence wearing this thorny crown.
Life is not about the destination,
It’s about the journey we take to get there.
My life has been a rocky road that began with such anticipation;
Only now do I see the darkness that surrounds me…I no longer care.
Life is a river that constantly flows,
As poetry flows from within our souls.
I write what I feel, because it feels right to tell you of my thoughts;
But to feel anything else is a struggle, so I shall write no more.
(C)2016 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
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Aa Harvey (
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All I can say is that anybody who can write that well, should never stop!!!
I will write, until I can write no more...Thank you for your time...It is truly appreciated.
"Dark as roses and fine as sand.
Feel your healing and your sting again...
Crawl like ivy up my spine,
Through my nerves and into my eyes...
But its all right,
When you're all in pain
And you feel the rain come down.
Oh its all right,
When you find your way,
Then you see it disappear.
Oh, its all right.
Though your gardens grey,
I know all your graces,
Someday will flower,
In the sweet sunshower...
Eyes like oceans so far away.
A feather trail to a better way..."
Chris Cornell - Sunshower
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