Some happiness,
Life so much stress,
To show the way,
To hold a hand,
Give some advise,
We bless our land.
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When you’re alone,
When someone dear,Is no longer near,You feel disowned,Darkness fills,The atmosphere,Life becomes painfully seared,Tears become your comfort zone.It’s hard, I know,It’s the hardest thing,We must go thru,And the pain never stops,No matter what you do.
Talk to me,
Above me,That surrounds me,Ice to heart,Astound me,With your presence,Warm me,Make me live again,Before your long departure,Hold me,Like I was never held before,So that you’re presence lasts,Whenever I am lonely,I ask for nothing more.Dearest,No one can measure,Or fully express,The profundity of Love,That is why,Poetry must try.
Thoughts
Go into Poetry,So few are happy moments,The rest are painful memoriesThat cut you like a knife,So, can reading, writing poetryReally help you stay alive?
No,
Fulfillment awaits,For those who have found it,It’s like livingIn an independent Star,No,Nothing else matters,Because,‘There you are! ‘And the whole World sings,And no matter how many thingsMay be going wrong,Love always heals,With its miraculous song.
A bunch of Clowns,
Not even good enough,To be words that will remain,Under a canapé of clouds,Yelling, so that all can hear,How they, the elected Clowns will satisfy,All the people, listening, stupefied.But once elected, promises forgotten, rejected,The same trap year after year, the same veneer,Poor foolish Seals, with their clapping hands,Hope and change, always buried, in the same old…
Yes,
On white pages,On traveling clouds,Pure and sweet,That Time defeat,Still have ideals,What is written from the heart,Heals!