Sometimes at a loss for pinpointing my mood, I find myself scrolling the writings of Hello Poetry.
Like a dance, I sway and twirl, march and slide through your words, your emotions, that are bled and wept, chuckled and sung into poetry.
In a stumble, I fall back to the smallest treat, the shuffle button...
And I am moved by the movements of poetic symphony.
It's sometimes a nice change to get away from the trends and latest, and just shuffle through time of HP. Thank you for sharing.