Assessment
Thoughts
Home where the heart is.
We all seek it.
Laughter is the sound
Of soul being tackled.
Tears do not have any sound,
They cannot not be controlled.
We all need places
Of peace and safety to belong.
Soul is a reflection
What we find
Behind our own four walls.
Home holds my memories calls
When walls do the talks.
And who am I? –
I asked the universe.
It was a sound and a verse. –
You are a slave and a queen
Of the heart and soul between.
It is what it is,
A tie of a greater reality
Created by identity
Of personal morality,
A product of actuality
Holding up to the ability
Of numerous possibilities.
Tomshinsky@2025
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