of all the candy bars
I’ve ever eaten.
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The sweet juices of your mouth
I’ve never had it done so gently before.You have put a circle of castlesaround my penis and you swirl themlike sunlight on the wings of birds.
It’s so nice
all aloneand not have to tell somebodyyou love themwhen you don’t love themany more.
There are no postage stamps that send letters
no postage stamps that make letterstravel back until the grave hasn’t been dug yet,and John Donne stands looking out the window,it is just beginning to rain this April morning,and the birds are falling into the treeslike chess pieces into an unplayed game,and John Donne sees the postman coming up the street,the postman walks very carefully…
With the rain falling
I ate a dish of ice creamthat looked like Kafka’s hat.
With his hat on
than a taxicab.
The very roots of Life,
It would be like feeling
Of Eternity, the Light.
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If we were only LOVE,
I know I’m speaking of,Fantastic Fantasy,But that is why our souls,Can still dream endlessly,And that is why today,We still write Poetry.
Each bird is different,
Different colorsThat enthrall,That is what keeps us,In admirationBeing softly fascinatedDelicately infatuatedAnd loving them All.
A Poet,
That knows that Life,Is really, not what it seems.
You auto-denominate yourself
A profession without a degree,Having been formedIn the individual College,Of the Mentally Free,You seek and want the approvalOf others, too…But what in reality isA Poet?Complicated question,When I find out,And if I doI’ll be sure to shareThe coveted answerWith all of you.
Beauty within madness,
A fool’s version,A mirage, a visionOf a World that can’t exist.
Take a cure of Poetry,
Will clean body and soulAnd make you feel ‘hurrah’,Navigate its river,Poetic waters, calmRetracing Life in beauty,A whole new different soundWith Love, always around.
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Created Characters,
That would, the world, amaze.
And now,
It is too late!
I’m just a tired wreck,
That not even,
The beauty of Love’s Red Rose,
Could easily resurrect…..
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A poem can express
Love, sadness,Distress, happinessAll in one,And at the same timeThe spirit bless,With the belovedUniquenessOf a caress.
We were meant
But not all that’s wiseArrivesAnd life separatesForever,Those who can’tMaster their lives.We were meantTo be together,But life’s windsBlew us apartLife no longerWas worth livingWhen the Wind,StoleBoth our hearts,And in later yearsThat followed,Never gave usA new startWindblown lives,The saddest everDo so often fallApart.
I hate for innocent people
Or be falsely accusedBe persecuted by others,And Forced into servitude.There is enough human tragedyWithout causing more,I did forget to mentionWhat I hate most of allIs War!Destructive and detrimentalNot what we were put here forWill we ever come togetherIn love and peaceful song,Will we ever stop doingWhat is so sinful,So inhumanly, bad and wrong?
Traveling thru
I see your beloved shadow passAnd I think of all the love we hadThat held us tight and fast,No shadows, cast.Romantics and Wise Men knowHappiness does not last,Or even growBut Love does,As long as we’re able to remember,Every single, burning ember,Of our unforgotten past.
Strange
In someThe Spirit can go,With the body,Lagging behind,Within savage throw,Oh, the mysteryOf it all!Will we ever know?
They met across the river,
And they loved each other deeply,More than anyone could say.But the Sun and Moon conspired,And the Wind swept them away,Happiness is just a lyre,That you never learn to play.EpilogueWhat Life gives, Life takes away,Happiness is just for hire,Please come back another day.
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So pure, so blue, so high,
You and I
Paradise,
In a sigh.
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My blood is boiling,
It’s all the same,Tell me in who’s bad name,Do we get the right to kill?Our History of Blood,Going on, going on,Still the same!
The Purest Love,
The most unselfish,That’s why, we both were free,There was never you, without me,But now, I am alone,Still, its only you I see,So much you were,And are a part of me.
‘Against this, Against that’
To please and be in accord,Seems like something erased off,The human genetic board!
Blue period not too dark,
Blue dreams that don’t come true,Beyond Horizon, blue,Listen, I hear the tune,Of ‘Rhapsody in Blue’,I really don’t know why,But now I feel blue too.
Concentrated
In just a fewWords,Poetry,The SoulBeing heard.
Be aware that,
Is unfairSo make sureYou check your chairBefore sitting on it,Take care.