Some Poems

The fleeting moments are not,For us to grasp and hold,And what was done and told,A memory that will not last,Shadowed stories of our past.We can’t control Time,Even if we wish,Life is a Mocking Bird,Served as a strange dish,Garnished with Time,With a bitter twist,And a green taste of limeOr maybe,Just Nature’s crime?

Thinking is a process of Discovery,Without which you can’t get by.

Far above oneself,Embracing, great concepts,Of the peaceful whitenessOf a dove,The Universal aspectOf what Beauty is made of,The sudden madness,Of an everlasting love,Yes, All of Life’sMiraculous feelingsThat come from Love,That upgrade usFrom the Mystery of BeingThat we still knowNothing of,Revolving, always revolvingUnconditional uncertaintySo silently, unsolved.

But it doesn’t matterBeauty, rewards all.In search of loveWe spend most of our livesIf not found,Total emptiness bleeds,Thru thousands of knives

To return to loveless moments,Of the past,Where I know not,What would come to pass,Ever searching for things,That would not last.True love is Forever,And no one can sever,The love you feel in your heart,Or ever tear two lovers apart.

And Stars,And while we’reAt it,Let’s throughThe Sea in too,I’m still lookingFor you,Dearest Love,My whole lifeThru.

The whole world,Since time immemorial,Whether they like it or not.Poetry’s universalityAnd sentimental tonality,Act as a unifier,A human bond,Among all peoples,All nationsTrue democratization,Of mind and soulMaking us more human,And because it is LoveAnd inspiration,There is no discrimination,No, none at allIts stunning reach,A Celestial Call.

It challenges all subjects,And helps you understand,That impulsive ticker,Where emotions often land.

You flow in me like new blossoms,Pink and red and full of Love.With you, life is never quiet,I have music, I have rhythmAnd blue hope in skies above.I navigate thru Life’s Ocean,With your help and at my side,For without you, I’m still waterJust an ocean without, tideJust a shadow with no smile.If without you, I…

But if it can’t be,A little will doSo that Life can start anew.

Thru fantasyRhyme giving,Fancy freeExploring,All that Life isAnd can be,As Love becomesPriority.

Love the Ocean,Stars above,Love life always,With respect,Love the Moon,The Light, project,Poets dreams,Always upset,By life’s schemes,Never at rest,Melody,Sweet song expressed,Poetry,Still man’s best quest.

With his pen,Send visions of supernatural feelings,Hurling through the skies,From the outer space of his mind,And then, back into his pen.Images and feelings coincide,With sentiments that flow from inside,So Unpredictable! !Until the moment When,It’s right to give sight,Into his fantasy world of delight,Where painting with his pen,Preceded almost always,By an existential fight,A poem is born,Painted…

For true Justice,Clear sight,ReallyHave it hard!BecauseThe dirty StaticOf PoliticsAnd vested interestsIs always thereFomenting FogMaking waves,For those who care.Pity,Since time immemorialThe same old storyGiving us no win,No love, no glory.

And Feelings, that are out of sight,Have a certain way of becoming aggressive,A certain way of becoming, oppressive,When you are alone, up tight,Lonely, in the loveless night,And Black Butterflies enter your soul,Silently, causing such Fright!Fluttering alone, flying only, by night….

Of truest love,The most sincereThe one poetsKeep dreaming of,Going thru lifeWithout thisIs probably,Our greatest miss.

What a perfectDream worldThat would be!Hearts, hands, versesComing togetherGiving Love,A new melodyA perfect harmony,So unique,So full of lightThat even the starsWould pale with envyAt our very sight.Can you imagineYou and me,Meeting thru PoetryBeautified by Verse,Glorifying love,Endlessly,It would be a momentNever to forget!And the mostThat out of Life,We could ever haveOr even expect.

Sad is the Silent morning,The Silent night,When language took Flight,