Puppies
Glorious bits
Oh Heaven,
That fit
Some hearts,
Just like,
A glove.
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Skeletons in the closet,
Most famous people,Are partly-rat.Who can we trust?Who do we really know?We all have some feathers,As black as crow.
Where lies the Truth?
That no longer exists?Seems everthing is ‘fixed’By one gang or another,As False News stalks,Targets, the heads of one, anotherTruth is scattered,In festivities of drug abuseAnd empty volcano cratersIn fields that don’t exist,As nothing, true or falseSeems to even matter.
Poetry, Poesia,
Love you?In my darkest hoursFriend and lover,In my saddest momentsConsolation,In your wordsAnd feelings,All the love,All the vibrationsOf Life,In mystic adoration.
It’s all about Feeling,
It’s all about Caring,You and me,It’s all about Dreaming,Infinity,It’s all about Painting,A Scarlet Sea,It’s all about Loving,So endlessly,It’s all about Living,Decently,And yet, Finally,It’s all about Nothing,So you see,We are not controlling,Our Destiny.
Poets are born,
You can’t turn a drop of water,Into a lifelong storm.
Some say,
That’s not really fairPersonally,I find it liberatingOut-reaching,Deeply touchingIlluminating,Full of loveAnd gentle care,With enoughHope,To spare.