Doesn’t care if we All croak,
Truth distorted and well choked
Don’t complain when we’re all broke
We ourselves have sunk our boat!
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Now men and women go around,
The new hunt,Insidious and blunt,Not merely a publicity stunt,Killing respect, honor, religion,Swatting them down, as if they were flies,Making a mockery of what was once right!Today, only vulgar atrocities seem to flyWhile respect, love and honorGo out the window,As if they were a bag of hot fries.As all decency dies!
There is still snow and ice,
When will it melt?No one knows, When,Centuries may go by,And it may still be there,Icebergs don’t die,They just float in despair
In Poetry,
Philosophy, Psychology, HistoryImagery, Color,Beauty of language,Perfect symmetryOf mind and soul,Making it,The most beloved of allLiving Arts,The closest to our heartsSince writing first sawIts heavenly dawn.
A time to live
What better couldOur fleeting days,Expect to beMade of,For without loveLife can’t exist,At least for someThat’s how it is.
‘Rencontre’
When Poetic Hearts meet,Come upon‘Par Hazard’,By chance‘C’est magnifique! ‘The rapport is precious!The feeling of fulfillmentCommunication,Audacious, gracious,Like an explorerFinding, worded Diamonds,Hearts and FeelingsIn a WorldSo devoid of trueAnd heartfelt,Emotional expression.There’s no doubt about it,Finding treasured joy!
Man, a complicated child,
When young he takes his toys apart,When older, of logic and balance,He wants no part.