In this world
Of incessant turmoil
You’re my All.
Spread the love,
We are supposed
To have,
Fill us with
The beauty and the joy
Coming from
A most transparent region,
Far above.
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Poet-teacher, Teacher-poet,
Show it!How transparent is the glassOf wisdom, goodness,Write it,Teach it,Have them know it,How to avoid falsehood,Be the living guide,To purity and beauty,Truth always by your side.
Sometimes I think,
Is such a waste of time,Who really cares just how you feel?Or if you’re prose or rhyme,But poets are a Dreamer’s race,The pen flows on its own,And even if they have no case,They want to set a tone.Poetry sometimes is like lace,An ornament to have,But when it’s written from the heart,You’ve got the winning card.As…
All of our Country had a big fall,
All politicians and all evil men,Couldn’t put Country together Again!
They’re not leaders,
Working for all They can get,Their lives with our sweat to perfectBenefiting only, the governing classPeople in speeches receiving,Broken promises and poisoned flowersThat makes the Game offered,To decent, credulous voting foolsA scheming, totalitarian tower,Laced with the chains of much too much power.
The Intensity of Feeling,
Nor does it flower,Just at a bid.
Thoughts,
They follow you all overYou want to leave behind,But the painful ones,Stay over,And no matter,How hard you try,There are thing of which,You’ll never be getting over.