And it will never die!
Woven lace of feelings
That sometimes, even,
Softly,
Makes you cry.
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I haven’t forgotten you,
How could I?Love is not justA temporary waveThat after a whileYou no longer craveOr stall.I still carry,You’re vivid presenceIn my whole existenceAnd in all that is you,Your beloved presenceAnd charm, were alwaysSo totally inspiring,I remember us sharingSo many beautiful thingsEspecially, poetryAnd our hearts would singFor as we had, each other,We had more, than everything.
Life is not fair,
So much is Fraud,At all of us, hurled!
To Be,
We should be here,On a mission of love,Of love of Nature,The immensity and variety of Skies,The unknown that lies,Hidden in every living thing.Respect!Respect is part of love,There is sanctity,In LoveThat reaches above,Petty human coils,A feeling that seeks completion,Like no other,Human vision.
Love hurts,
And in outer Space,All over your body and your face,Daggers of disillusionment,Caused by a lost embrace.
It depends on how you say things,
That’s what makes Poems such great things,Hoping their secrets to share.
Men without honor,
There are no honest brokers,Singing in the rain,All of them Pigtails and Skunks,Pretending to be political Monks,All without Shame,Always the same,‘No changes, Suckers’All talk and no shame,Always playing the ‘gotcha’ game.