Wednesday 23 November 2016

Words fall into place

The forelore of words can be good or indifferent, 
Depending if we need to release or control
And avoid to cease.

If we hold back, is that good or bad?
I suppose it depends if the words compose a dynamic deal,
Or a humble flow
Resulting with the head down and no drama sow.

Balance is always the key
A deluge of humility always attains, 
A rambling of words I find does not help
The panick of the spirit can cause to yelp.

The art is never lose focus
As we all count in this tapestry for a better state, 
Isn't life difficult as it is,
So why put so much more on your plate.

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