Love these doodles

They have a hang on my moods

Scribbling away in a corner

Saying things that are to be read

Wondering what is being said

Curls,dots, flowers and shapes

Images that take shape

Right in front of the eyes

Imagination goes and flies

Petals and lotuses,

Spidery webs and threaded boxes

Smiling faces and crosses

Each a world in it's own

Dripping with a part of you

Skipping out a message of you

Drawing out the secrets of the soul

Unknown to you, messages unfold

Still love these doodles

A spark of immense flight

Makes one feel light

Like a burden shed

Darkness has fled

Out on the corner of the page, it lights

up a whole part of one's mind

Wrapped into a bind, now it gallops forward unwind

These doodles are the new moodle

The mood and the doodle

Things couldn't be any more goodle and smoodle!