You’re harsh words caused burning tears,
Lacerating, bringing fears,
Such the pain, my heart now feels.
Are you ready to come back?
Admit you’re wrong, and tell me that,
Deep friendship really never dies,
It’s part of Life’s long loving ties.
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What do we want?
Something owned, something lent?Just some Magic that’s for rent?Always searching, searching, searching,While Life passes as hearsay,By the time you turn around,Everything has gone away!
Feelings are made of lace,
And I just melt away,In the warmth of your embrace.
Poet, you’d better hope
That you keep on looking for Heaven,Even though it’s never found.
A great painting keeps its beauty,
A great book stays under cover,A great poem speaks to you,But it’s we, the proud and prejudice,That have so much to regret,Who never know how good we have it,Till it’s time to go to rest.
Take my hand,
That’s what we wantBut,Some dreams,Just gather, ever changingCloudsSome white, some gray,Ever changing shapes,Some sad, some gayLife is just that way,What we wantOften timesIs not,What we get,What destiny wroteIn its secret book,One dayOr even what we wishOur cards would say,Life is like a PlayWhere not always,Do we get the roleThe starring character,We though one dayWe’d play.
The thin needle
Extracts,The poet’s bloodAnd writes with it,There is nothingFake there,There is no otherWay to write!You must leave,Part of you,Part of your lifeRight thereIn every writtenFiery, DazzlingFlare!