Emotions

In the garden of the mind where shadows play,

Emotions bloom both night and day.

A dance of feelings, fierce and shy,

Beneath the ever-changing sky.

Joy bursts forth like a sunflower’s blaze,

Golden petals in sunlit haze.

Laughter echoes in the summer breeze,

A melody of mirth and ease.

Sorrow weeps in the willow’s shade,

Silent tears in the evening’s fade.

A river of grief, slow and deep,

In the quiet moments, shadows creep.

Love, a rose with thorny grace,

Soft whispers in a tender embrace.

Its fragrance lingers, sweet and strong,

A timeless, ever-blossoming song.

Anger, a storm in a crimson sky,

Lightning flash, a fiery cry.

Thunder rolls with a fierce command,

Yet, calm follows at anger’s hand.

Hope, a daisy in the morning dew,

Bright and fresh, with skies of blue.

It bends but never truly breaks,

A beacon when the heartache shakes.

Fear, a nightshade, dark and cold,

Whispers secrets, untold, uncontrolled.

Yet, courage blooms in its shadowed wake,

A testament to the risks we take.

In this garden, wild and free,

Emotions grow, a mystery.

A tapestry of light and dark,

The human soul’s immortal spark.