The Colours Of Emotions Poem by Ace Of Black Hearts

One must not just write of the sad times,
But the good times as well.
It is amazing to watch ones heart swell
Even more then all tear drops falling upon this world.
It spins, turns and swirls.

To make a joke of it one must first understand what that person went through.
I look back at past events in my life and now laugh, while others are still hard to talk about.
Anger, sadness, pain and doubt

Every emotion bares a meaning, like sparks they fly across the moonlit sky.
All the colours go off so bright just the like the celebration of the fourth of July.
And if it becomes an everyday pun they will dim, flicker and be snuffed out.
For the sake entertainment, money, and personal pleasure.

I write not to impress,
But to deal with all bottled up emotions that I would otherwise suppress.
A written retreat.
So I can finally rest my head and sleep.

It is not a conquest.
But a relief to all the stress.
A calmness as the heart still beats.
A solemn promise to never admit defeat.