Vacillating Poem by kwane Lamb

Life is poetry living…
With it’s up’s and down’s …
Written on the faces of those…
From the heart…which smile and frown…
Alike…
Legislate the rights…to change opinions…
With might not fright…a warm heart…
Is a most beautiful flight…
So high above all the rawness…
Circumventing all conflicts…
With a sound beat within the heart…
Poetic step by step…
With the force and calm of a raging river…
Snake like movements…
Soaring high like an eagle…
And as pure as a dove…
LOVE…
Shining like the blackest of a moonlit…night…
Beauty walks…speaking with the ability…
To bring forth tears…and sprout…hearts…
An opinion all to her self…
The woman of years…(past) pass…is your door to…
That door…

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