A book in a nutshell,

Goodness, tooIs a love, forever!That is why,I love your SoulThe most beautifulGift,Of them all.

We’ll find the softness of a bird,In some great piece of poetry.A Poem that will read your heart,Give it the love that makes it start,Surrounds you with musical scales,Hoists up, imaginary sails.I think that thanks to Poetry,Feelings come forth more naturally,Words do describe the inner soul,Poetry’s mother to us All.

As you deserved to be loved,There was this charisma about you,That inspired more than love.I never told you this,For fear that you would laughAnd leave me standing thereLike a passenger without a fare,Who had missed the bus.You never did feel the same way,So we drifted far apartWhere the land is dry,And the sea is grey,And…

I suppose we’re all different,But beware of thoseWho have no Insight,And practice,Intolerance and ignorance,We just cannot write about itAnd turn the other cheekOr accept defeatThere, we are obliged to fight,And Win,The line to disaster is so thin.

That man will ever know,The happiness that’s blessed,Life’s river’s inner flow.

I try.I will never be preparedFor that final,Goodbye.Love is a specialTyrant,And I can’t explainWhy,But every timeI think of your departure,I break down and cry.