Poetry deliberates,
Has a short debate,
With itself
Should It go into Politics
Or join the Companies
Of thousands of fake products
And Advertise itself,
In order to be read and heard
To survive, the Present,
So full of unquestionable,
Mistakes.
Poetry deliberates,
Has a short debate,
With itself
Should It go into Politics
Or join the Companies
Of thousands of fake products
And Advertise itself,
In order to be read and heard
To survive, the Present,
So full of unquestionable,
Mistakes.
Your beloved presence, here,Indispensable, my Dear,When I know that you’re not near,Black, dark Shadows break all Light,Life becomes a useless sight,In the sadness of the night.Without you, there is no me,Being has just stopped to be,Oneness is so obsolete,Two hearts should as one now beat,Only Love can Life complete.
Cannot be bought,Rhyme cannotBe sought,Love cannotBe whishedLike a CafeteriaDish,And if you areNot FrenchYou can’t createAn Ohh-la-laDelicious Dish.
Liberal Press,So I don’t depress,And believe,All Your impossible Lies!
That appearsWithout beingCalled,As does the Sun,Illuminating all.
Every sentiment that blends,Me to you, and does aspire,To immortalize our love,With a thrill that never ends,With much more than just desire.
So much hurt and nothing changed,All clouds return as summer rainAll vital claims, disclaimed.