Where love
Magnifies,
I stare into Sadness
Itself,
Knowing that help
Will never come,
And that life
Without you
Will burn out,
All by itself.
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Of Love and Life,
Written and discovered,Yet the mystery remains.Why this feelingThat cannot be explained,Is unlike any other?Why this happinessThis flame,That ties youTo anotherMakes life so worthwhileLiving,As the Feeling of FeelingsIs discovered?Uniting the holy, to the profaneAs true souls, in loveForever, gather,Having all the world to gain.
Poetry is the Soul of all language,
A ham and cheese sandwich.
Poems know,
Like two intertwined lovers,You can’t tell them apart.
We know so much,
As many Mysteries,As Spheres,That turn aroundWithout colliding,While we wonder,Who conductsTheir silent gears?But the biggestMysteries of allAre,Love and Life,For we know notWhatThe Miracle of LoveIs all about,Nor what we’re,Doing here,As life,Goes in and outFrom this,Our blessed, Sphere.
Listen,
That plays that Love,Will always be.Listen,There’s a message in Poetry,‘Aim for the Stars,All minds are free’.
As our hands become entangled,
I conclude with all this living,That most loves are quite unfair.Lovers seeking in the moonlight,Paths, perhaps they’ll never find,Hearts that wither like a flower,Memories, that stay behind.