Saber tooth Tigers remain,
Dripping with the blood of the Innocent,
Men are disgraced by their Hate,
The non-guilty seem to always pay,
For no crimes committed,
For the hate that won’t go away.
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A unique, heart reaching Poem,
But you can’t tool It,Because It’s writtenBy your Soul.
The day, presents itself gray,
A strong feeling of wear and tear,Of Light, without shine,Figurines of white porcelain dream,Those, that no human hand can design,Frigid, no warmth, no care,But are everywhere.Today, there is a sadness in the air,A lagging feeling of, ‘I don’t care’And a gray silence, invades the air,No human feeling, Anywhere.Yes, you guessed it!Depression, sitting on a chair,Dreams…
A poem teaches,
A poem cradles,A love you lose,And it consoles,Stings, big and small,Because it’s made,Of Love, that’s all.
Poetry is what my mother,
Honesty, is what my father,Taught to me,Beauty is what I always,Seek to see,Love, is all I lived for,Made me free.
Interesting,
More and more,You feel the stingThat life,Without love,Can bring.Without Love,Like flowersWithout SunWe wither and die,Tenuously, softlyExhaling, one lastRomantic sigh.
The long, hot Summer’s passed away,
Now Autumn Leaves are on their way,Announcing Winter’s pale, cold anguish.