Have you felt so greatly sad
That everything seems so bad
And you wish it would just go away
With every puff you do each day
Were there times your mind is clouded
Your heart and pride are wounded
And you wish they would just disappear
With every puff you hope things clear
For times you're the last one to know
And tears won't stop won't stop to flow
You wish it would just be forgotten
With every puff you won't be shaken
I wish them gone with my every puff
I wish them gone, enough oh enough
For when I'm done with my moments of puff
I can shrug bad feelings, then I will laugh.
A heave of puff merits another puff... everytime a tinge of pain comes yet a minute moment of lull eases the heart... once exhaled ... we accept things as they are as we move on... a smile looms, should we opt for it Cheers
possibility of another concept! Well written... A good poem
You are a wonderful soul mover my dear friend. I love your style and passion in this gem of the open heart flow. Way to let it out and let us all have a puff of your good stuff. (notice the rhyme?) Jim Troy
i didn't read the whole poem. i was only looking to see what was meant by puff. do you mean breath (or is it breathe? ; i can't remember which is which) ? or do you mean a puff on a cigarette or cigar or pipe? do you smoke naida? ? bri :) i'm serious! the use of puff here seems odd to this american.
your poetry creates a great impact... our feelings... makes me say whew! you're such a great poetess thanks for sharing your talent....I'm glad I was able to read your works and will be reading more...
each words and lines are best words to scream out to those who caused us those bad moments... I missed reading Miss Naida's poetry.
Bad days, bad moments, hurtful people, hurtful memories. This poem can be applied to so many situations and emotions. I love this one.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
good philosophy... good poem!