Just sit here silently viewing,
Our own future destruction.
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Greatness is not in the eye of the beholder,
That from some living beings streams,Feeling compassion is not blindness,It’s the human passport, we redeem.
How do you describe
Love’s feelingThat absorbs you,That enfolds youIn a trance?You really can’t!The most you can doIs feel itAs emotion,That relentlessly,Enchants.
Poetry,
Full of melodious leaves,Sea, Sun, Sky,Clouds dreaming by.River waters,Pregnant with words,Feeding the Earth,Flowing the mind.Guidance, motherly touch,Flowered Fields,That we love so much,Ancient vineyards, reddest wine,Poetry,Heart of hearts,Where life starts,Eternal love of mine.
For thousands of years,
A cut here, a kill there,A lie here, a tyrant there,And where does it get us?NOWHERE!However,Some have survived,As human minds collide,Some will still try,To start and write the Tale again,‘That Man’s not really bad,He’ll change, be patient Pen’But we cannot but write,WHEN?
A Poet,
That knows that Life,Is really, not what it seems.
Our need for Love,
Much greater than,It is to hate,A Loveless Life,No meaning has,To love, be loved,Is what will last,In Life we have,No other thing,If Love’s not there,Heaven won’t sing,The Song of Love,You want to hear,As hearts embraceYear after year.