Everyday to paint a scene,
Of some wonder, never seen.
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Please,
Don’t leave me,I’ve got but youTo believe me,Stay a littleLonger,I’ll be goodI promise!Like a childWhose love,Only growsStronger.
Politics is complicated,
I wonder what species of Spider,Took the very first step,In knitting the flow,Of this decadent tidal ebb.
I dive into a pool of words,
Vicissitudes and memories,That haunt me every day.The waters of my memory,More dark and sad today,A foggy mist, always persistsFor loved ones gone away.
Love and politics,
And yet, both are disturbing,And can produce a fall,But Love usually is sincere,While politics is Not,Love sometimes is a rose,While politics and politicians,Are just plain Rot.
Poems are so varied,
That if they were made out of gold,The whole world could be bought.
Always,
That aren’t there,It’s really terrible,When you want to shareYour thoughts, pains and feelingsBut there’s Nobody there.