That’s what Poems are,
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Beyond all hate,
The battleAnd saves,The human race,No matter whoOr what you areYou have to love it!So filled it isWith unending,BlessingsLove and Grace.
Does a Rose have any feeling?
Does the Sea remember being,Immense Beauty, Tempest, Fright?Does the Wind remember learning,How to blow a stormy night?Does a bird plan it’s long journey,Just before it takes to flight?And do You, do You Remember,When we met with such delight?And from just a tiny ember,Love, burned everthing in sight.
You can’t fake it,
Poetry has a lifeAll of its own,And it’s not,Talking on an IPhoneBut one thingIs for sure,When it invades youSoftly caresses,And cradles your heartHitting a perfect tone,Never again, will youEver feel alone.
Looking for
And Stars,And while we’reAt it,Let’s throughThe Sea in too,I’m still lookingFor you,Dearest Love,My whole lifeThru.
I wish I could describe,
In the Winter of my soul,Your my Summer, Spring and Fall,When I see you, I walk tall,Towards the River of my dreams,Where the flow of love, it seems,Hears my melancholy call.Yet you know me, not at all,And forever it shall be,That the Love I have for you,You will Never have for me…
‘What did you mean?
Poetry should not beThat way,As clear as a bell,Truthful and fair,Poetry’s virginal togaShould reflect the beauty,Of the innocent at heartNot take partIn what can harm others,Poetry should be an example,Of fairness and kindnessAmongst all human brothers.