As poets,
We should all try,
To get along.
After all,
We are fraternally,
Linked,
Poetry,
Our binding song.
Peace and Love,
Poetry’s dove.
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Free, Free, Forever!
Imagination,That is in me,I travel,To the Land of the Free,A star is born,Within,A light,No matter how slight,It’s still a light,With which you can see,A Light,Obliterating Night,Ignorance and pain,Becoming more humane,Thru Love,Freedom’s Light,Forever Free!
I have no one,
My thoughts to compareMy likes or dislikes,My doubts or cares,The Times that were,Past, Present, Future,I just don’t care,Living out of Time,In the Land of Anywhere.
Oh, what a blessing!
Through the limpid,Blue lagoonOf Poetry.What happiness receivedFlowing grace, perceivedThat lets the Soul,Just flow, flowInto delectableFraternity, with All,Peacefully, lovinglyTiptoeing into Eternity!Blessed beThe spiritual symmetryThe eloquent harmony,Compassionate empathyOf Poetry.
All green will wilt,
And where is our Tomorrow?A spec of joy, a silent smile,And many days of sorrow.All green will wilt,Not without guilt,For Time we cannot borrow,The lonely Flower on the hill,The wind of Time will surely kill,We’re here today,But, will be gone, Tomorrow.
You are,
Out of kilter,Out of normAnd out of form,Free, exciting,Passion tornWhere roses growAnd verses flow,Where spirit streams,Infinite dreamsWhere only poetsWant to go,Where Love is bornSometimes a rose,Sometimes a thorn.
Oh my heart, my heart
When torn apart, we were,And now my days flow into night,Love’s light is never there.Outside, the daily movements,Of life seem to take place,Inside my lonely mountain,I cannot find my place.Life roars past like a lion,At such a hurried pace,You turn around,And all is gone,In such a senseless race.Neurosis is an ailment,Of body and of soul,It…