Call It What You May

I have been made happy
To a point where I now know the meaning of petty
I have found joy in a biscuit
Sweeter than you may imagine it

Feel free
Call it what you may
But I choose not to give it a name
I'm afraid it might just go away.

This here speaks in all languages
Like Ganier 
It takes care of all the blemishes
Hence my skin remains so clear

If you look at me 
You will see it through my eyes
It shines brighter than my smile
It comes from deep inside

My heart has a friend
My hand has a helper
My soul has a home
Call it what you may

But know this
I have never felt like this
My smile is brighter than the sunshine
Its pure bliss

My presence is now felt
Tears are left to drop in my absence
And this may be a bit absurd
But understand; I am new to this.

Excuse me if I make no sense
My heart is getting used to this pen and paper
Words are on top of each other
Two hearts have just met each other.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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January 19, 2016 at 6:53 PM
wow, that's an awesome poem...skat
Boddie Avatar
November 20, 2015 at 11:22 AM
inspiration is the destination of eternal gratification which can never be mistaken due to the relation that so many have forsaken but in reality it tastes better than bacon and that's a topic that needs no debating....Beautiful words Yolanda....;)
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November 27, 2015 at 5:09 AM
Thank you so much Eric :) I had actually given up on writing because I felt nobody reads my poems anyways... Thank you
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