There is but feeling and sincerity,
That must flow, so naturally,
So that the work of art or poem,
Can truly Be.
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Poems are so varied,
That if they were made out of gold,The whole world could be bought.
We think so much,
All Answers, all Desires,And all we have,Is one small crutch,That says, ‘Not yet,Go Higher’
Certain Poetry
Make me forgetThatRegardless of timeAnd now being,21st Century, setMan is notCivilizedYet!
Nothing moves like a poem,
It remains a living witness,Of how words can turn to Art.
Everyone should be,
Or at least love poetry,It’s really very niceTo live this love’sFulfillment, fantasy,Poetic vice can satisfyBut never harmful be.
We should all have
To really, realizeWhat keeps us alive,To dream a bit,Play imagination,To feel of Life,Its most wonderful,Sensation.