Every person is a World,
From the smallest to the tallest,
Who are we to judge what others,
Do or feel, as if absurd?
Respect the Liberty,
Of our individuality,
That makes us be a Person,
Not just a thing you see.
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A poem wants to be,
That together stick,Not just some candle,Without a wick.A poem wants to be,True spiritual form,Words that blend, not monotone,Language, feelings and the soul,Open eyes that know no ceiling,Words that are, you’re very own,That you want someone to read,Hoping, they will make them strong,Holding out your heart in hand,Singing Life’s perpetual song,Feelings shared in unison,Words that say,…
Tell me how you feel,
The way I feel for you,Every hour, every year,Every minute, thru and thru:Like a cloud that cannot rain,Like an ocean white, not blue,Like a winter on a plain,Like transparency of dew,Like the light that comes and goes,Where it stops, nobody know,Like the wind tied to a tree,A deep pain you cannot see,Tell me this and…
Poets are dreams,
Make believe nonsense,That never was,Thus goes life’s circle,Round and round,So much trouble,For nothing found…
Never judge a poem,
If you want to know,It’s refusal or appealJust ask:‘How did it make you feel? ‘
In Life,
So much to thinkAnd yet we’re lostWithout Love’s link.
Song,
Words that sing along,Endlessly,Remaining in your heart,And memory,Forever fresh, beautifully blessed,Making Life easier to go along,With the indispensable musicof Love, as your Life-long Song.