That we’re really human beings,
That should walk close, hand in hand.
Crying sooths the ailing heart,
Keeps you from falling apart.
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The trouble with Poetry
It feels too muchSees too muchWants the TruthToo muchLoves too muchIs oversensitiveAnd hurts too much!Dangling fears,On crystal chandeliersPoetry criesIt’s melodious Tears…
Nothing has ever come easy for me,
They are my herds,My refuge, my passion,I revel in the waters of spoken thought,The surround sound effect embraces meAs if language were my lover,My Master, my only Hope.
Happiness,
Just together,Life is grandLooking into eyes that sayI am with you, now, todayIn a dream world made for two,So in love am I with you.Love like this is Happiness,All I want,Not more nor less.
The Night is always, lightless,
But it’s when poetsSee straight,And write, honest and bold.The Night invites to dreaming,And poets dream awake,Sometimes not even seeing,How much there is that’s fake.
The most exciting moments,
Those deep romantic moments,You wish would never end,The ones you will remember,The ones you can’t forget,Those great romantic moments,Life’s most wanted success.The most romantic moments,Are those you can’t forget,When Life was a good omen,When Life had reached its crest,Those most enchanting moments,When all your life is blessed,And finally, Beloved,The search is put to rest,As hands…
Always,
By Poetry’sDescriptive and emotional tide.How with some versesCan be born,A lifelong linkBetween,Poet and ReaderWhere feelings run deep and wide,Where no feelings, can the poet hide.Amazing Poetry!All should always be,At your miraculous side,Not even Time can kill,The love you will,Your all embracing tide.