Emotions....

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Modest is the boy with Hazel eyes,
That his work is nothing but bad,
But you see to me it is surprise,
For his work makes me most glad.

Shy is the girl with gold hair,
That she's not good enough for love,
But to another she is beautiful and fair,
But they can't convince her enough.

Kind is the mother who lives alone,
Undeserving of her lovers betrayal,
When her heart sank like a heavy stone,
And became cold,withdrawn and pale.

Sick is the man who leans upon wood,
But he dares not show that to man,
Because he is afraid of the never ending love,
That he will leave when he fails to stand.

Emotions are enemies to us,
They take away things we need,
Like the want to kiss and laugh and hug,
And instead make us weak.

But do not worry my dear old friend,
For the boy,girl,woman and man,
Eventually escaped their worries and doubts,
Just like you and I can.

Honestly I wrote this a while ago and put it in Random Rites, but here it is, my first proper poem I am showing to the world..... I don't love it but I hope it makes someone smile

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