By your thorns
That life is sad,
And to pain born,
The more you love
The more you have
To lose,
The more hearts
Can be torn,
And if you’ve never loved
Or been loved,
You’ve never lived, at all.
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Thinking, thinking all the time,
In the solitude of Time,In the solitude of morn,Life inserts its painful thorn,For existence is a myth,Knowing not, why we exist.
I wish I had never met you,
Words can waken certain feelings,Feelings that cannot be heard,Silent feelings that erode you,As a Stone blasted by Sand,With a pain so deep inside you!You can’t even understand.
The Earth will read my bones,
No longer light will shine,Where there is none,I miss you, everyday,Morning begun,There’s not much more to say,Now that you’re gone,For I have loved you,More,Than I have ever lovedOr ever will love,Anyone.
Come let us feast our eyes on Beauty,
In a flower, in the Spirit,That in humans may be found.
Not all is bad,
Lending others a hand,This is not charity but encouragement,For what made this country great,Was creativity, entrepreneurship, bravery,Believing in better days, working hard,Taking a chance, building dreams,Reaching mountains, sewing seams,Wanting to make lives better,Never let this dream grow old,Be controlled, by black hearted feudal lords,Do not let the handcuffed story of the Middle Ages,Ever in this…
Poets,
Come togetherAnd sometimes, it even pays off,Thru certain dear hearts and friendsYou’re encouraged by Them,And not always thought ofAs a useless stickThat the wind and life, bend.