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The lines of age,
Of every simple life,In them we read,Kindness or greed,The story of those lives.It pays to live a decent life,Before the end arrives,Do good, never do bad,And then those linesThat old age brings,Won’t make you all that sad.
Word Twisters
They are always present,Since our first Tribe, clusters.Unsteady word DroolersDisgusting mind, Foolers,They bribeFrom false Social Coolers,Of freebees and promisesNot Kept, Ever!With more colorsThan a Chameleon,Politicians,Can willingly killEverything!Even anything forgottenOr burnt up,But left,They’ll kill again,For They are unchangedBut always promising‘Change’!
Love can be seen,
In a Look,So telling, so deep,That it resists and defies,All of Love’s secrets,And about feelings,Talks miles.
One thing brings on another,
There would be no scent flowers,If not for April rain.But there are certain questions,That questions do remain,And answers there are none,What made me ever love you,Now more, after you’re gone.
I have saved,
But never found you,Buried deep inside of Life is Love,Sometimes present,Sometimes not,Love so difficult to find,Difficult to tie the knot,With Eternity,For only Love saves.Our miserable dreams,Are made out of desire,Roses and Fire,But in life the most we can aspire,Is to love and be loved,Of love we never tier,With love our tiny personal world,Becomes an Empire.
Of Love and Life,
So many Dreams, unfittedOut of our daily destiny,So many things omitted,To fill the gap, a lonely life,Is lived so uncommitted,And by the time you turn around,Your life is gone,And you have been, Outwitted