So out of reach,
So out of touch,
Like some Loves so often are.
Some of us,
The Dreamer-fools,
Where imagination rules,
Sometimes travel to the Stars,
There remain like in a trance,
Dreaming a star filled Romance.
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Believing brings,
Not believing,Emptiness.Believe in something,Anything!As long as it’s for goodAnd kindness,And trying to seeA better DestinyAnd understanding.It’s time,To start unwinding,Giving of yourself,It will be,Your best finding.
I have come to the conclusion,
About all that we’re about,What is good and what is bad?What is true and what is sad?What is man, forever mad?Nothing known, and nothing fixed,Makes the World a ‘dangerous mix’
I have only your Image,
I virtually dream you,I don’t have a choice.But it hurts so to love you,It hurts, in my bones,Yet, I’ll dream you forever,In my heart, in my soul,And I’ll painfully love you,Till the end of it all.
In a world, bitter and narrow
That we’re not just bone and marrow,Hoping Love be here tomorrowSo to heal, the bitter sorrowOf all, that has gone astray,That is what I want to say,‘So now, dear brothers and sistersLet us meditate, then pray.’
True Poetry
As do the moving wavesOf the eternal Sea,It can handle all surprises,Love all of humanity,While remaining aboveMalice and indignity.Poetry also risesTo set your mind freeAnd make you feelAll that is real,Worth living forAnd loving more,Opening hearts and emotionsTaking you, if you let it,From here to Eternity.
My finest hour
I suppose,Wagging tongues willKindly say,‘It was all your fault,Anyway! ‘