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    Mess

    Close your eyes open your heart.

    Eavesdrop the words that come from the voice.

    Gain wisdom from life’s burdens.

    Walk into the rain breathe the fresh air, feel the cold water run down your chest. Smell the roses make the best.


    Let your heart find rest
    Oh this world is a mess.
    This world is a mess.

    Make memories of the good times
    Photograph the great.

    Adore life as you have.

    Forget pollution exists and live your lives in the present forget the past.

    Demise wars remember to create peace. Enjoy autumn when leaves are falling from the trees.
    Walk along the beach with your toes in the sand lend me your hand and let’s make what we can of this land of demand.

    Let your heart find rest
    Oh this world is a mess.
    This world is a mess.

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    gregster commented on Mess

    02-22-2010

    YOU ARE GREAT IN CHOICE OF WORDS.....I LIEK IT..READ PAST UNLOCKS FUTURE OR CRAZY WORLD FROM MY LIST .STAY BREEZY

    combatrider commented on Mess

    07-20-2009

    I love the noise they make trying to get that 50 characters and then they get carried away. I read your poem and I liked it. i i

    optimistic commented on Mess

    07-18-2009

    What amazing thoughts on a well put togther poem you really expressed life on the way it should be and forgiving and forgetting about harmless play and words.

    RHPeat commented on Mess

    07-17-2009

    I must confess this world is a mess but beyond it's crime there is a held time the allows us to find a beauty of another kind a wider space where we can love the human race we only need that spark you seek in a single seed that any moment's thought will find what the world has brought if we could trust each other to be just to one another to find that truce, that truth, that love can produce we'd all live on what the whole world has to give. A poet friend// RH Peat

    Hiporlacking commented on Mess

    07-17-2009

    I did not think I could be impressed by words that came out of a 15yr old girls mouth. Thank you for correcting my ignorance. Good Write.

    Poetry is not a turning loose of emotion, but an escape from emotion.

    T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.

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