Feelings (one of my oldest poems)

Feelings (one of my oldest poems)

Feelings

Sometimes it is crazy

Sometimes it is hazy

It can be a bit shady

Sometimes it is chaos

Sometimes it is a loss

It can be a sort of toss

And when does it heal?

And why do we feel?

Sometimes it doesn't seem real

Feelings make us fond

Feelings are strong

Feelings form a bond

Feelings take us beyond

And soon we succumb

From what has been done

And there's nowhere to run

And maybe it's been graced

But many times it is staged

And it will make us feel dazed

Either way , for wrong or right

We may often lose our sight

And we will stand and fight

For feelings

Feelings can make us calm

Feelings can go off like a bomb

Feelings make us fond

Feelings are strong

Feelings form a bond

Feelings take us beyond