” THE MELLOW FEELS “

THE MELLOW FEELS

The earthly feels running down the spine
as I step on the lush green grass,
Coping with the hostile bond of hustle land

The destiny is an art,
carved by sculptors of resounding notion and belief
Soft clouds from above wearing shades of blue,
Smiling knowing I will get it through

THE MELLOW FEELS

The trees surround to hug
and give tales of the current,
While my pounding melody of heart rests for a moment

The mind sits on dusky sand,
Like an empty vase in the mid winters
On the roof top of burning beliefs,
The distortion of mind senses messages of luminous flowers

Dancing in glee at the bay
Stars align beneath the scars,
Everything pauses for a moment of utterly tales

ORIGINAL QUILLS

Book Recommendations from Original Quills:

HOW TO WRITE A SHORT-STORY: 7 STEP FRAMEWORK
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SHORT-STORY

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LET'S WRITE A SHORT-STORY
 - Joe Bunting

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Wishingwell
Wishingwell
15 days ago

Beautiful Poem, read other poems by you too !

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