And then,
Even without realizing it,
Desperately, loved you.
I suppose,
There are different
Kinds of desperate loves,
Those you can’t leave behind,
And forget
And those you can’t live without.
In both cases, its hard not to
Cry and shout!
And then,
Even without realizing it,
Desperately, loved you.
I suppose,
There are different
Kinds of desperate loves,
Those you can’t leave behind,
And forget
And those you can’t live without.
In both cases, its hard not to
Cry and shout!
That we’re not just bone and marrow,Hoping Love be here tomorrowSo to heal, the bitter sorrowOf all, that has gone astray,That is what I want to say,‘So now, dear brothers and sistersLet us meditate, then pray.’
When will we learn to communicate,With truthfulness, not only clues?
The essence of your mind,Where I will certainly find,A Spiritual Bond, forever.Love isn’t only eyes,The Mind, the Spirit,The union of the Souls,As hands intertwine,This electrifying Feeling is mine,All mine, when we’re together
Poetry does endlessly climb.
Only questionsThat get foldedOver and Over,One into anotherDepending on yourUpbringing, backgroundIndividual rebellion,Or cowardly convention,And yet!Some,The more daring,Keep on ThinkingAsking, HopingFor some,Devine interventionThat will help usUnderstandHuman corruptionAnd ‘Exceptionalism’
A beautiful word,That could bring together,This suffering World.JUSTICE,So true and so clear,But so far away,When we think it’s so near.