Love, sadness,
Distress, happiness
All in one,
And at the same time
The spirit bless,
With the beloved
Uniqueness
Of a caress.
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The world is so polluted
With hate and murderViolence, silence,People without Truth.There comes a pointWhen reason failsAnd all around you look,You ask yourself,What went so wrong?We lost our human roots.Man, oh, Man!With all your evil roots,Such hate in beating heart,How many times have you been givenA chance for a new start?Time is running out for you,You missed the play,You loused…
All the frustrations,
That Life’s inhalation,To everyone bringsCan be assuaged,By a poem or two,Especially, those saying:‘How much I love you’
Delight of delights,
Writing Poetry,Even if not the best,Your soul is at rest,And your mind fancy free,Love reaching Poetry,That is what you areAnd will forever be.
Language,
Poetry,Even moreBut they bothAt timesCan open,Life’s MagicalDoor.
Concentrated thoughts and feeling,
Or reach the ceiling,Poetry is the door,That when opened,Always offers,More and more.
Who can you trust?
The businesses that went bust?The banks that spread the dust?The politicians who’s LiesAre a Party’s, Must?The Answer is clear,Don’t trust Anything!That moves, talks,Or comes near.