Mood Poem by Sebastian Melmoth

Moods world of discovery into emotion and expressions of kaleidoscope feeling.

Feather quills write moods story each word written, dipped in the ink from reflectivity's stream

Body language paints visual imagery onto canvass, slowly revealing itself to the onlooker's eyes.

Humorous or gloomy, romantically mysterious, each day graced with whimsical dance.

Lost in the tunnels of our complex wonder cave, mood switches everywhere flicking on and off in our head

Illusions of control our limbic system conducting the orchestra in our souls

Dreamy energy radiates, tones placate the word clouds coming from our mouths

Triggers reflect the mood food we feed ourselves every day from hearts plate

Acceptance of the human condition self-controlled or with potion or pill

When the demons come, or angels sing which mood swing will you be projecting on to worlds stage.