Emotion Poem by Cyclopseven R

We are what we beheld
and emotion comes
To speak of the mind
And mind is time.

Emotion a potent response
We choose to react
Either softly or vehemently
To everything that happens around.

We design our own thoughts
Within the layers of mind
And apply them to our face and gesture
So visually we can talk to the world
Of what we are in the present.

Emotion crosses boundary
Killing many thoughts
And, health too
Yet emotionally
We are entangled.

A cobweb of many feelings
Emotion asserts powerfully in us
When selfishness conquers
The sanctity of existence.

Every little thing
Matters a lot for emotion
Without which emotion will be dead
Dead within the mind
That kills not the time.

Emotion, an expression
lovely, and deadly.


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