Oh Solitude greatest of pains,
You swallow tears and all in vain,
The emptiness that never fills,
The body, mind that slowly chills,
And Life just looks the other way,
As Solitude is here to stay.
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Poetry and Love,
There are someThat are made,Just like that!
Life,
Prevail.Love,Who can lift your veil?And then,There we are,Poets,Gazing at the StarsWasting TimePutting together idealsAnd Life’s puzzles,With words, feelingsAnd dreams that reel,As if with That,It might be possibleTo make Happiness stream.Finally,For all of us,Things are what they are,And not what they seemNor what we thinkThey should be,We only imagineFelt impressions,Like in a poet’s dream.
The poet said,
LikeNoneBeforeSung!It triggers feelings,That’s what all gunsShould be for.I am definitely againstAll Violence,All fire arms,In all countries,In all places,And in all cases,Except in the CaseMentioned in the title,Above.You may find this poem strangeBut I’m sick of peopleShooting each otherIn close or far range.PEACE,How long does itHave to be,SEARCHEDTo be,REACHED!
It’s all in how you say it,
Or touch not,The poems you remember,And those that you forgot.
The mysteries of Poetry and Song,
From the very depths of soul,A sweet lament,A worded perfumed, sentimentThat softly ventsThe feelings way inside,Expressing what we canNo longer hide.
Truth, Family, Country,
To lead a happy, decent life,To live in Liberty.Truth, Family, Country,The great American Way,Don’t ever lose those treasures,Never let them go away!